MY VACATION TOOK ME TO PARIS. WHAT A BUNCH OF PUSSIES. THE ONLY THING GOOD ABOUT THIS DUMP WAS I MET MY COUSIN FRANK. HERE WE ARE IN FRONT OF THE MOST USELESS TOWER I HAVE EVER BEEN TO.
MY TIME WAS COMING TO A CLOSE SO THE FAMILY GOT TOGETHER ON THE LAST DAY OF MY VACATION. GRAMPS HAD ANOTHER HEART ATTACK. THE SELFISH MOTHERFUCKER ALWAYS DOES THIS!!!
NOW I AM BACK AT WORK, WHERE SHIT SUCKS. STACY HAD TO TAKE THIS GAY PICTURE OF ME. GOD DAMN BITCH! (TOTALLY HIT THAT)
NOT ALL IS BAD AT WORK THOUGH. I SPEND MOST OF MY TIME WATCHING SOME MOTHERFUCKIN' T-REX PORN.
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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