You haven't lived until you've started storing your farts in jars adjacent to food.
I just checked the news wires and didn't see anything about this so take it with a grain of salt.
FLATULANCE KING LAYS IT OUT, BOOYAH
I think muff just copied this out of one of those "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark" books.
Grandma brings a touch of class to any occasion.
Sorry I don't socialize with anyone under the rank of Pootenant
He probably could have said more but his brain was busy frantically reevaluating the marriage.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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