Because after a b-j I’m ready for the p.
How is this winning or even a thing? Winning at autism?
What the fuck does autism have to do with this idiocy?!
I didn’t want to say retarded because I thought it would be offensive. I guess I have to up my PC game if I want to play with this overly sensitive comedy crowd.
Actually, you might just want to “up” your intelligence quotient, because you are definitely not up to speed with the rest of us.
He’s a choosy mother.
That’s the last time he’ll say, “bitch, make me a sandwich.”
The only justice will be he has to go to his 10th grade home room tomorrow stained purple on one side, and red on his backside – thanks to the ass smacking he got when the excellent parent-like substances found out he messed over some perfectly good food.
That’s why normal people smear themselves with APPLE JELLY. Geez.
Todd’s first day as a Sandwich-On-Skates™ delivery boy was thwarted by the ice storm.
He had to have lost a bet…
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