Say there, Sergeant Saunders, how are yer naughty bits doin'???
Fookin' crying laughing!
Update: I went back to tell my friend, Yevette, about it and was laughing so much I could hardly get the words out.
Earlier, there was some chit chat and some dingbat started firing the usual brain-dead rhetoric about liberals, tree-huggers, blah de blah. Not sure what I said in return but his response he's not gay, etc, etc.
Since that wasn't questioned and he volunteered it, as soon as he says, "I'm not gay," he's pwned.
Say, there, Brokeback Cowboy, how about a big sloppy kiss?
Either they laugh or they go screaming into the night and either way I win.
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