Great, now everytime I see one of those bearded pot-pellied fellas I'll be looking for the writhing tentacles underneath the snowy-white. *shivers*
Great, now everytime I see one of those bearded pot-pellied fellas I'll be looking for the writhing tentacles underneath the snowy-white. *shivers*
Great, now everytime I see one of those bearded pot-pellied fellas I'll be looking for the writhing tentacles underneath the snowy-white. *shivers*
yeah, I *was* going to take my daughter to visit Santa this year...
Now, I'm not so sure.
As long as you don't take her to Smilin' Bob's permanent erection Santa. [insert puking smiley] Have you seen that commercial?! True horror. Makes me look for brain bleach.
Tricky pooch, you beat me to it, didn't you?
Okay, Haggis, what gives?
First there's an empty post.
Then, when I go to call you on it - bcs what are fellow Hounds for? - there's an image.
Now it's empty again....
You all are messing with my mind again, aren't you?
Am I the only one who doesn't see it?
(Granted, this would not be something new for me, but still...)
The camel psyched by the doggie-- what's next-- Jay brings us flowers?
Why yes, I'll do that. A ... nice ...arrangement
I'm almost immune to poisen ivy.
As long as you don't take her to Smilin' Bob's permanent erection Santa. [insert puking smiley] Have you seen that commercial?! True horror. Makes me look for brain bleach.
I have no idea what the whole Smiling Bob thing is about... and i still maintain ignorance is better.
I always figured some sort of psychotic break accompanied use of the product, which accounted for the uber-creepy smile.
It's shock, pain. He's obviously one of those that had to run to the hospital when the pill lasted for more than four hours. Poor thing. That's too much change coming too quickly, the mind is needing blood. If they'd waited any longer to film the commercials, viewers might have seen his eyes begin to hemorrhage. The young guys who can handle these pills don't need them, and they're killing the old farts that do.
Yup, that four hour warning thing amuses me....
I figure if you've got one that lasts that long, there's no way the woman you're with is letting you go to the hospital any time soon. Especially if you've had "performance issues" before that.