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.
Friday, January 27, 2012
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