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The
incredible Turdball Turtle. His pockmarked face
joined the zoo of roadkill smeared across the
grille of my Chrysler. I think I ran over a Yeti
once too. The cops tried to lie and say it was
the mayor's daughter but I know better because
the mayor's daughter is a two-bit skank who was
probably too busy shooting up heroin in a jail
cell somewhere and why the fuck would she be walking
around on the sidewalk at 4:00 pm anyway?
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Suburban
Superhero cruises the mean streets of West Appleton,
righting wrongs and looking like a complete and
utter fucking scumball. Hopefully the next time
this criminally stupid waste of dogmeat takes
to the road he'll get flattened by an out-of-control
SUV driven by a hysterical soccer mom with 18
mentally-deficient kids chewing on the upholstery.
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The
bartender at the Praying Mantis Club shows off
how he makes White Russians. White Russians are
sissy drinks for sissies, just like Cosmopolitans
or water.
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Poultry
molester Kasey Jennings gets it on with whatever
the hell that is, Donald Duck or something. I
don't know, I don't watch shit like that on TV,
I just watch Law and Order and they showed the
one about the retard with AIDS yesterday and when
he got sentenced to jail at the end I just laughed
and laughed because he was retarded.
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Narcoleptic Nancy and her pathetic husband Brian
get their pictures taken at "TG O' Redfaced's
Hunky Skunky Family Pigtrough."
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