I am tired so I’ll keep this short. Fuck you, fuck your dog.
When I Meet Jesus.
I Think I’d Ask Him: Do You
Hate Eating Skittles?
There! I hope that’s in good taste. Good night my Christian Brothers.
I sure love drinkin’. Nothing beats a night off off-balance, slobbering friends trying to chase off any girls in the vicinity with their "cool-guy act."
I guess this is why nobody drinks with me anymore. I thought I was charming, though.
FYI, I am the coolest guy. Don’t believe so? Ask my Aunt Diane, she’ll set you straight.
Door #3 is a Haiku!
I Like Soft Kittens.
I Wish I Was Covered In
So Many Pussies.
That’s all for now my little skittles.
Now, go do something.