Anorexic Cowboy flexes and shows off his muscular
ribcage. The thing
I like about this guy is that when my boot connects
with his scrawny chest, I can actually see the
results of my work and count the number of broken
ribs. My high score for one shot is four. If anybody
out there wants to challenge me, go ahead and
kick the creep's ass. Be sure to take pictures
and send them in (no, I dont know how to link
to my mail address to shut the hell up, I'm not
a computer geek like you probably are).
presents the North Appleton Valentine's Day Theater:
surprise ending happens when they drive home and
pass a McDonalds without stopping. Big Mac sales
can't remember who the fuck this clown was because
I wasn't wearing my glasses when I first broke
into his house. I thought his stomach said "Slug
Me" so I did. Then I put my glasses on and
realized that I botched up the job, so I bashed
the creep's skull against a coffee table so he'd
get amnesia. He didn't get amnesia, but I did
get his new TV set and his cable box which doesn't
seem to work at my place. If you know how to get
his cable box working, mail me (go find my email
address on the front page, like I already fucking
said, I dont know how to put it on here).
metal rock and roll 12 year old Karen Parker.
She's forced to dress like that at gunpoint by
her deadbeat parents who want to collect the $10,000
from "Americas Funniest Home Videos"
when a ladder falls on her. Good Lord, I sure
HAAA, wacky hyjinx ensue at the West Appleton
City Trailer Plaza! I wish a tornado would wipe
out these retarded maggots once and for all because
I'm getting sick of driving all the way out there
and running out of bullets when shooting at their
Appleton has culture. Here is a photo from their
musical production of "Aliens". Towards
the end of this show, this alien lays a bunch
of eggs and is eventually fried by some Marines'
flamethrowers. I hate culture.