Thank you, thank you. I’m here all week. I’d say to try the steak, but the steak apparently won today.
Guillermo thought the most important part of being a matador was the nifty clothes, so when he went to Matador College he had paid little attention during “Ducking and Running” class, and spent most of his time daydreaming about how hot he would look in skin-tight chartreuse pants.
“If only I hadn’t been worrying about getting my umbrella to open…”
“Tomas realized too late that this was the day he chose to ignore his mother’s admonitions to wear clean underwear and was already worrying what the doctors would think”
“This is not the best angle by which to study El Toro”
“In a crowd-pleasing ending, the bull then began licking Tomas’ foot…”
I think I’ll just stick with the classics:
“OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!”
(And that’s just the bull! :eek: )
Why are turds tapered on the end?
sometimes, fernando wondered why he took the job as an athletic cup quaility control inspector.
Carlos is an asshat.
Hung like a horse? That’s nothin’. I’m hung like a bull.
Sez you. I’m hung ON a bull.
Incredi-bull!
Jose enjoyed working for Consumer Reports until the day he had to test the supposedly indestructible athletic supporter.
“Hey Carlos, why don’t you hop on the old bull horn and get this crowd fired up?”
“Hey, uh, moo. Bronco, you’ve got something stuck in your horns.”
If his right sock is any indication, he’ll need a change of pantaloons and fresh skivvies.
“Okay, done with that. So, where’s this Eskimo woman I’m supposed to wrestle?”
Certified Black Anus
Carlos had thought he’d be a natural at the sport, given that he had a right foot shaped just like a hoof.
Toro: “It’s the latest fad in earrings, but I just don’t know”
Hey, Manuel! Get down off my new coat rack!
A duck.
I call bullshit.
nap attack!