I did a gig for the American Tug O' War society. The room was heaving.
I did a gig for the American Tug O' War society. The room was heaving.
When you're catering a frat party, be sure to make plenty of amuse douches.
So apparently I have to come up with a different word than 'negger' to describe my pessimistic friends.
Hot tub foot?
I started a Podcast Club at school but they kicked me out when I suggested we call ourselves "podophiles"
"The wisdom and the the spiritual beauty within Roy Jr ... it's just effin sick!"
I'm hoarding people's jokes about hoarding episodes of Hoarders on their DVRs
Hors d'oeuvres Hoarders.
(sorry)
I think we should up the minimum temperature for being Mr. Faranheit. 200 Degrees isn't even enough to reheat pizza.
I'm in.
More like UN-Fahrenheit.
Apparently Whitney Houston will have a joint cremation, because she wants to feel the heat with somebody.
"Mr. President, it's been nearly a year since Nate Dogg's death and the Warren G. Commission has still not rendered its report. You assured me that Mr. G. could be counted on to Regulate."
"The wisdom and the the spiritual beauty within Roy Jr ... it's just effin sick!"
Do schizophrenic accountants hear invoices in their head?
No, but they do have power of attorney over themselves.
Hey, check me out. I'm a ghost.
"I have no egrets!" proclaimed the aviary owner, proudly. Then he died.
I'm going to begin a Kickstarter campaign for my historical porno: Testes Kefauver and the Senate Wack-ets Committee.
If you're a new parent and you have to decipher what your baby's upset about, do you get good at cryagnostic checkups?
(I need help with phrasing)
Last edited by smartbunny; February 28, 2012 at 3:49 PM. Reason: um, I need help with phrasing?