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Three
generations of failures pose for just one picture.
"WAAAAZUUP"? Your cholesterol level,
fatass.
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Gary
Henderson attempts to pull his face off so maybe
I won't recognize him and throw his pubic-faced
skull out the window. In a way, it worked. I couldn't
get his fucking window open so instead I crammed
his head into the toilet and called his parents
and told them to come over, and then I crammed
their heads through the medicine cabinet and shut
it on them over and over until I fell asleep and
when I woke up I was in jail and the cops said
I was under arrest for breaking a birdbath at
a church.
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Some
goth sloth manages to crawl out of the grave I
threw her into. I moved on to cremation at that
point.
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Hey!
Office Hag makes the scene!
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I don't know who the hell is but I'm guessing
he's really a big fan of Jesus.
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A ONE AND A TWO AND A
THREE KICKS TO THE BALLS FOR ME, THE SMASHNOSED
CONDUCTOR!
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