Friday, August 26, 2005
WELL, PISS MY PANTS.
Is what I'm gonna do in about 30 secs. if I don't get some R-O-L-A-I-D-S (spells relief).
...
...too late.
And furthermore, (#2), have you ever gone into a public restroom, sat down, commenced in doing your dirty, dirty business, and thought...what the hell was THAT?!
...and it was you?
Yeah. Kind of humbling, isn't it.
Mine sounded like a door creaking open and a small, yippy dog entering, followed by an entire class of 3rd graders playing "Hot Cross Buns" on the recorder; fireworks, and finally, a canary experiencing slow, painful death via a rusty garbage compactor.
Never again with the mung bean and cabbage festival.
WELL, PISS MY PANTS....
...too late.
And furthermore, (#2), have you ever gone into a public restroom, sat down, commenced in doing your dirty, dirty business, and thought...what the hell was THAT?!
...and it was you?
Yeah. Kind of humbling, isn't it.
Mine sounded like a door creaking open and a small, yippy dog entering, followed by an entire class of 3rd graders playing "Hot Cross Buns" on the recorder; fireworks, and finally, a canary experiencing slow, painful death via a rusty garbage compactor.
Never again with the mung bean and cabbage festival.
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