I’ll take Obvious Troll for 400, Alex.
ETA: the OP of the linked thread, not this one.
Toddlers don’t need meth anyway. Quite the reverse.
Three words: Flintstones Chewable Valium.
$$$$ka-chinnnggg!!!$$$$
No shit.
This newb thanks you for the wake up call. Fuckin’ morons. Carry on.
Guys, there is no dog. Come on.
*Whoosh…
Bzzzzzzzzzzzz…
Splash…
Tick tick… Tick tick tick…
tick…
tick tick…
Whoosh…
Whinnnnng…
Tick tick tick tick tick…*
“Fish On!”
Is that what comes after speed dating?
Is this about a kid trying to share chocolate covered meth with some sort of dog or with Rush Limbaugh and is there a difference? I’m old and I’m baffled.
I think it’s about a dog on meth humping a chocolate-covered Rush Limbaugh in front of a child eating onion rings.
It’s an interesting mental image, anyway.
Yebbut, am I the only one who finds the idea of chocolate covered onion rings an avenue worth exploring?
Yes, yes you are.
Meth needs toddlers?
I just have to insert a quick comment:
Had a really bad night, was reading this at work, and really, it just made my night. (way too many commas in that sentence)
Thanks!!!
And BTW if you have a toddler…you think the manufacturer’s put crack in their formula anyway!
I concur.
How the heck do you make your meth?
Or maybe about a Limbaugh rushing to prevent a kid from speeding to get to eat chocolate onion rings. The dog is just watching.
Stirred into my grits and served in a sterling silver bowl by two teenage virgins, just the way Mr. Flynt taught me.
You mean other people do it different?
Agent - “Interesting mental image, what do you call it?”
Producer - “The Aristocrats!”
Well, back before they started putting Guiafenisen in the Mini-Thins we used to…
Hey, wait a minute…
Is this mike on?
I have no comment. 