How can I lock this?? The topic is perfectly clear to me.
::rolls eyes::
To quote Audrey Griswold:
“Weird-o-rama”
The best thing about chocolate cake is the plate made from pheasant. Of course, the animal rights activitsts threw paint on it…strawberry flavored, mmmm.
If you’re driving backwards down the highway with your doors open, how many pancakes does it take to shingle a doghouse?
beetle baily was eye-fucking the shit outta that kat from foxtrot while odie made linus play the clav all funked out style
That’s false because you can’t put cufflinks on a short-sleeved shirt!
But you are aware that the book jackets caused the accident? Time and time again, I told the monkey sergeant to use two hands when he tied one behind his back.
Wait … wait … this thread is starting to really go off topic here.
And I don’t really wanna get into it, you crazy monkey. Get off my back you lousy nut.
Bonk-knocker.
ummmm… I love coaster?!.
granola used to make cement smells like patchouli on a custy kneuB in the afternoon while the sun is at it’s hottest
ram a lam a ding dong
When I asked the officer how I could possibly be expected to condone hilarity amongst the bemused wildebeasts, they berated the ever-living wisdom teeth from the porpoise.
i told her that i would be Stonewall Jackson and she could be Paul Revere and she put on a black laced teddy and that’s when things got REALLY good.
The duck barks at midnight… Just as the biscuits are fishing out the window.
there was a widespread panic when i was eating some disco biscuits, and then all the emo screamo kids got their asses kicked!
If yer Bob don’t Brent ya, yer Jerry Phil!
The only thing that saved our lives was the smell of casteroil bubbling in the distance. Once we made it out of the cave, the ardvark showed us the way to Tanzania. Along the way I met a camel named Michael Page. His front legs were hairy but his hood was squirming. He showed me the crystal falls off the path of perception and told me if I was ever going to make it out alive, I had to hopscotch my way to the diner. All in all, it was a good trip and I’m glad I can share it with my friends, the pirates.
lady who crop dusted my desk can take her beano and stick it in her corn-hole and then ass is not in the air for breathing
skank old fart needs diapers filled with indian food crotch crotch ass stank
cornbread stuffed with little pink pieces of bubble gum gets messy when in your hair and requires lots of work to get out
she might have been pregnant, we don’t know. But that’s beside the point, what the fuck is the point again? right, right, sorry I forgot.
“Well, thanks for stopping by,” the octupus said to the broom handle. Goats can’t ever remember why the universe smells like it does. Something a broom handle just can’t understand. Oh well. Too many roasting nuggets outside the edge of the twisting ladder rung.