About ten years ago I worked with a guy who shared my enjoyment of KITH. One day I was taking a walk on the footpath around our building, and my work-supplied pager went off. The message said “I’m crushing your head!”. I looked up to see my friend at the second story window crushing my head between his fingers.
Like putty in my hands, these business boys.
I need more sausages!
Compensation? She’s a bitch goddess. She gives with one hand, she takes away with the other.
Mr. Moore, aren’t you… lying? As a matter of fact, aren’t you a… LIAR? No further questions your honor.
But first…the Whores!
This is going to be the best Bellini Day ever!
[del]Never[/del] Always put salt in your eyes.
And have we made it this far without an appearance from the chicken lady?
What? No link?
Actually here’s another Jesus skit (Funny too)
Post #19
No Hecubus? No checkubus!
Bel Biv Devoe…number 1 in the chartsssss.
To this day, whenever I’m in a closed-door meeting, I think about asking someone to close the door again, to make it super-secret. heheh
Danny: How do I know I can trust you?
<turns back to kidnapper>
Danny: Trust game!
<falls backward into kidnapper’s arms>
Tell you what. Let’s have dinner tonight. Pesto’s at eight. I’ll bring the video, I’ll bring The Godfather. You know that Paul Simon album you’ve been wanting me to tape? I’ll tape it and bring that too.
And, dinner’s on me.
I’m putting you on hold to gain power.
It’s not a flag, Danny. Let it touch the ground!