Don't give me a key to one of these things and then tell me how to use it. You know what's going to happen. My biggest regret is having a sudden bout of conscience and giving the damn key back. WHY!? Why did I do that!?
This one was dry-erase, so we couldn't rearrange letters, we could only remove them:
Outdoor Minigolf = Outdoor Milf!
Our sign at work is routinely vandalized to hilarious effect with things like "Come check out our new hummer whores!" and the salon next door was advertising "Rape Facials 20% off" last month. Here's one I snapped with the cellphone camera before changing it back one fine afternoon.
There's no other way to say it than to simply come out and state that this article is OVER. Thanks to all the forum goons who took part in this little project, and you'll all be delighted to know that I've passed your names and details over to your local police force. If you're not in prison on Christmas day, I'll be back next Tuesday with a special festive edition of the Comedy Goldmine to enjoy after your turkey. Gather your family around the PC (yes, even grandma!), pour everyone a glass of eggnog and enjoy my gift to you, an article entitled Draw Rudolph's Penis. Don't miss it!
Are we not allowed to be real parents anymore? We may have feared the CyborFreaks, but we damn well respected them and learned about boundaries.
A thousand years ago, dudes were dying from splinters, but now the wizard potion that cleans our light wounds costs less than a Dr. Pepper in 1994. I love this medicinal 7up.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
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