Random Thought
You think if Virginia Mayo married Colonel Mustard they'd use condiments on their honeymoon to avoid pregnancy? Come on people, ketchup!
posted by On My Watch at 12:37
Thursday, November 03, 2005
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14 Comments:
I relish the thought of where this discussion might lead.
hahaha, you have me in a pickle. what can I say?
I'm not sure whether to give this one a "Bad-Dat-Ching" drum-sound or the "Wah-wah-wah-waaaaaaaah."
Guy walks into the door, says, "Ouch."
I don't know - I like both sounds. Termite walks into a bar and asks, is the bar tender here?
my favorite, Dog walks into a bar and tells the bartender "I wanna talk to the man who shot my paw".
oh my god - that's my favorite joke of all time! I swear. but you have to say it with an ole' west swagger.
Only if the dog checks into his room only to find Gideon's Bible on a quest to shoot a guy who calls himself "Dan."
Sorry, dude, that one went right over my head.
A guy walks into a bar with jumper cables. The bartender says, "You can come in, but don't start anything!"
A priest, a pedophile, and a rapist walk into a bar...and that was just the first guy.
Then I guess I'm stuck with "wah-wah-wah-waaaah"
Was that a Beatles reference? I'm wracking my brain here.
Yeah, Rocky Racoon.
boy, what a curveball that was.
and yes to your other question, I'd be flattered...I think. :-)
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