Well, duh, reg glued one back on. As fer the others? You can amble with stumps.How dose the marshel amble into a saloon without feet?
Well, duh, reg glued one back on. As fer the others? You can amble with stumps.How dose the marshel amble into a saloon without feet?
What? People don't say "duh" in the late 1800s?Duh?! did you just say duh
*ambles in to the saloon...sees the ferret passed out on the bar...picks up his carcass and staples it to the wall, next to the stuffed jackalope*
What? You were drowning in your beer. I saved your life, man.What the....
HAGGIS!!!!
Laugh it up, fuzzball.What? You were drowning in your beer. I saved your life, man.
You did that last week.Thanks.
*wonders if he should just shoot haggis out of spite*
Beer, please.
Thanks.
*wonders if he should just shoot haggis out of spite*
Beer, please.
Well, I apologize for shooting you through the ceiling, but I have no idea what time PD is talking about.
And waiting tables sucks. Especially here, where their idea of a tip is that old saw "don't take any wooden nickles."
Dude! Can't you...like...wear a thong or something?
You're telling me
what is this Nom?