Friday, January 27, 2012

The Bottomless Pit of Walmart

The sad thing is that he probably knew the pants were ripped when he put them on.
You can't spell "thong" without the letters t-o-n.
Usually, the road kill is underneath your car.
A homage to that old Dan Aykroyd SNL sketch about the appliance repairman.
Perhaps that text message is saying "YOU WENT OUT LIKE THAT??"
This is what they call a "ghetto fix."
Now that's what I call bloomers.
Tu tu pathetic.
A little less attitude and a lot less potato chips.
This hair do really sucks.

Dinner last night:   Baked ziti and meatballs.

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