I know life's a bummer baby, but that's got precious little to do with me
"C'mon stretch, I ain't gettin' up."*hey, it's the weekend. See you clowns on Monday.
Nothin' says success like being a total lazy ass.
HA!(you'd think I could come with something more witty than that, wouldn't ya? maybe not)
"Uuggghhh!!! Sorry Stretch, but my back is killing me. Damn, Laura can sure do it! Spanish Fly, remember that name."
Watch this trick, on the count of three this guy is gonna flip over our arms and land on his feet. One..two...
He's not lazy; he's just drunk.
On top of that it looks like both Bush and that other guy are grabbing that middle guy's junk.
Golly. It looks like he's finally given up.Bwahahahahahaha! Finally!
Stop twisting my arm, I said I was leaving.
now all togetherone giant three way fart
I can't even imagine shaking hands with that moron.I would run, not walk, to the mens room and immediately slather soap and hot water all over my hands to get the cooties cleansed off.I shutter to think what Bush has on his paws. Puke.
Pull my finger.
"Hey guys. Whadda ya say we form a tuba power trio. It'll be a gas."
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Nothin' says success like being a total lazy ass.
HA!
(you'd think I could come with something more witty than that, wouldn't ya? maybe not)
"Uuggghhh!!! Sorry Stretch, but my back is killing me. Damn, Laura can sure do it! Spanish Fly, remember that name."
"Uuggghhh!!! Sorry Stretch, but my back is killing me. Damn, Laura can sure do it! Spanish Fly, remember that name."
Watch this trick, on the count of three this guy is gonna flip over our arms and land on his feet. One..two...
He's not lazy; he's just drunk.
On top of that it looks like both Bush and that other guy are grabbing that middle guy's junk.
Golly. It looks like he's finally given up.
Bwahahahahahaha! Finally!
Stop twisting my arm, I said I was leaving.
now all together
one giant three way fart
I can't even imagine shaking hands with that moron.
I would run, not walk, to the mens room and immediately slather soap and hot water all over my hands to get the cooties cleansed off.
I shutter to think what Bush has on his paws. Puke.
Pull my finger.
"Hey guys. Whadda ya say we form a tuba power trio. It'll be a gas."
Post a Comment