toonsy:
Then we made eye contact and he submitted his body to me. I drove off covered in truffle butter satisfied that I had both an empty trailer and empty nutsack for the journey home*
*The is a part may not have happened.
I want to know what sort of twisted and evil deviant does this?
I mean, I know that we’re supposed to be all PC these days but this is simply perverted!
Sickening and absolutely unjustifiable waste of perfectly good truffle butter!
Drempels:
I had a numbskull come up to me the other day shouting “360, 360 360!”. I asked him how he was and why he felt the need to do that. Turns out a hi-vis is not enough! It needs to be fastened around one’s body to be effective, hence his vocal idiocy. Like a latter-day town crier, but crap.
I tried ro reach out to him, I mean “brother are you okay” crap. The irony was lost on him, however.