Showing posts with label men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label men. Show all posts

Friday, October 3, 2008

Judas before the offer

Every time I look at the carpet I'm afraid she has a message, like a vagina. Except she's not pink and I don't have to pay for it.

fac-to-tum

I was in a bank when a masked man ran in with a gun and proceeded to hold up the depository. I was holding a carafe getting ready to pure my self some coffee when he told me to put it down and get on the floor. So I was faced with an option, give up and do what he said or take action and better the situation. I then remembered an old trick I was once taught that I felt was destined to help me in just this kind of happening. I shit and pissed my pants, that way the robber wouldn't want to eat it me since I had soiled myself.

First down.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Close Ass Door

Dude, man, the iTunes visualizer knows what it is doing. Mustache On or Off is by no means a pro drug site, but Mustache On or Off has done a few illegal drugs. My cousin was supposed to come here and bring me a cigarette.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

You like 7up I like sprint.

Why is it that every man, besides my manly self, who runs 15 feet to get somewhere quickly breaks into an effeminate run?