Poor devil.
Bare bummers are the worst.
Not that I’d know anything about
that sort of thing, of course.
Haaarrrrrrmmmmpppfpfpfff!
Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted
Husband: But Hon; I'm not a liar. I'm PLAYING a lyre!
ReplyDeleteWife: I don't care! I'll bronze your buns but good anyway!
...The husband never wins...
The hat flying off his head is a nice touch...
The hubby has the keys to his own prison on this one though; one solid wet fart will send her reeling!
Just so, Pete!
ReplyDeleteI noticed the usual suspects are silent as church mice. I suspect they do not care for our assessment of the subject!š¤£š
Just so, Pete!
ReplyDeleteI noticed the usual suspects are silent as church mice. I suspect they do not care for our assessment of the subject!š¤£š
Just so, Pete!
ReplyDeleteI noticed the usual suspects are silent as church mice. I suspect they do not care for our assessment of the subject!š¤£š
Effemiftheycanttakeajoke!
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