Archive for June, 2007

 

 

On plastic dogs seeks SWF

On plastic dog sseeks SWF

Drinks breast milk and shits in diapers while on plastic dogs seeks SWF.

 

Local stores I haven’t bothered with

  1. Annie’s needlepoint and scrapbooking emporium.
  2. Glues and tapes of the world.
  3. Vintage boy band t-shirts and other gay collectibles.
  4. Brew your own iced tea and napalm.
  5. Moonshine, meth and mobile homes.

 

Soiled panties

Soiled panties… I have a pair!

 

I don’t like skip roping

I don’t like skip roping

I don’t like skip roping. I like cake — and cake.

 

Talents I wished I had

  1. I wish I could eat a hamburger when as drunk as David Hasselhoff.
  2. I wish I could travel the world shopping, and finding just the “right look” of a baby, to complement my collection, as Angelina Jolie does.
  3. I wish I could make people swallow back vomit by simply being a moron like “The View’s” Elisabeth Hasselbeck.
  4. I wish I could take a dump in the back of a $200,000 limo without any performance anxiety, like Paris Hilton.
  5. I wish I could produce enough spit to make the same hairdo as used by Donald Trump.

 

The day before I became a hat

The day before I became a hat.

 

Slide a little bit

Slide a little bit

Don’t mind me — I’ll just slide a little bit.

 

Things I don’t want to hear from my daughters until the year 2037

  1. I’m so drunk.
  2. I’m so ready to take your Porsche for a spin.
  3. I’m so in to smoking that shit.
  4. I’m so going to put you in a nursing home.
  5. I’m so pregnant.

 

Retarded with a bull

Being retarded with a bull hurts like a son of a bitch!

 

Freakin’ ecstatic groom

Freakin’ ecstatic groom

Happy bride — freakin’ ecstatic groom.