I admit, I need reading glasses. But I don't have a job, so that's for another time. But that means that eight point text on the screen can get blurred, and some letters are wicked hard to see.
So when I saw the second "p" in "pop" in Von's comment above as an "o" instead of a "p", well, you can imagine my consternation.
NOR ME!!!
ReplyDeleteWolverinessssss!!!
Yeah? Well I don't care two tugs on a dead dingo's dick about how much you don't care about Juan Williams.
ReplyDeleteyeah, thanks for that doctor.
ReplyDeleteThe dingo doesn't have much of a view on the issue either.
ReplyDeleteThose who can muster two tin shits should eat fewer cans.
ReplyDeleteSo, you're saying you wouldn't eat his brane?
ReplyDeleteI'm with zombie.
ReplyDelete1. Dingos ate my baby
ReplyDelete2. I agree Z, I couldn't care less about that guy
So, you're saying you wouldn't eat his brane?
ReplyDeletefirst he's got to provide evidence he has one.
I suspect the second tug on the dead dingo's dick would be much less satisfying than the first.
ReplyDeleteTo the tugger, I mean. The assumption is that the tuggee wouldn't have an opinion on the topic.
And, for that matter, the outcome of the second tug would likely depend upon how long the dingo had been deceased.
Mikey just made me spit pop all over my desk.
ReplyDeleteI admit, I need reading glasses. But I don't have a job, so that's for another time. But that means that eight point text on the screen can get blurred, and some letters are wicked hard to see.
ReplyDeleteSo when I saw the second "p" in "pop" in Von's comment above as an "o" instead of a "p", well, you can imagine my consternation.
Two dingos, one cup?
W/V seeks to reassure: saright
So you don't even Juan to eat his brains?
ReplyDeleteI sometimes wonder if you're really a zombie, ZRM. And I don't think there were very many brains in the vodka shrimp pasta. Also.
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Von just made me pop spit all over my desk.
ReplyDeleteI would love to be censored into a $2 million dollar contract.
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