Irrelevant miscellanea from my god-awful camera phone:
Outdoor Tonic concert I attended last week. Not appearing: frequent collaborator, Gin.
I stared at the display for a few minutes, but I gotta say: I wasn't entertained for shit. What happened to truth in advertising? Learn to juggle or something you whack-ass crackas!
I'd really like to meet the milf who needs these. (Maybe she was the fortune teller in Mallrats?)
(Forgive the even-worse-than-usual quality of this one.)
For a long time I was impressed with this Laffy Taffy wrapper joke because I thought the punchline was a pseudo-ironic commentary on the common perception of gender roles in our society. Then I realized that it was just a bad play on words and cursed myself for once again reading too much into my candy.
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