Going to the hot dog stand, doesn't always mean what you think it does ladies. In other news, my hot neighbor slaps harder than you'd think.
Getting left hanging on a high five is embarrassing, but not as much as explaining the profanity painted on you car hood in 5 minutes, what?
Spoiling whatever woman he dates and thus making the lives of the next guys hell since 1986. She's mad because he's not me and so's he! Ha!
I think my heavy bag is taking the beatings personally. I could almost swear, under it's breath, it just used the "N" word...
"Omega-3 fatty acids" sounds like the name of a southwest region garage band of underachieving 40somethings that hate their wives...
That's right young lady, let your 13yr old kid dress as inappropriately as you do...I mean, who wants to be an OLD grandma right? Idiot.
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