Goddammitalltihell!!! One a the downsides of being on safari with WL Emery is that after the hunt, he gets loaded on gin and then starts partying with the locals. Next thing ya know, he’s dancing round the campfire with the oogah-boogahs, the weebeejabbas and porters… and nobody can get any sleep!!! The buggardly tosspots have been at it all bloody night!!!
QUIET, YOU FUGGIN HOOLIGANS!!!
Paul Simon? Are you shitting me? What happened to Garfunkel? They probably fried him up and ate him with fried bananas and grasshoppers earlier in the night!
Getting eaten by a lion has to be better than this….😖
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