rickubis:
Everyone just gave him a wide berth. No one had the heart to tell him that cigars don't grow in sandboxes.
KindaEvil:
"Well these chunks of whatever it is on your shirt is certainly not going to impress her. And lose the hat. It's hideous."
rickubis:
Mom! My friends are watching! I *hate* when you do that!
rickubis:
.oO {I finally get her to undress, and I find out she's got *really* small jugs. }
rickubis:
Instruction for paper of usage for toilet. Please to used after the deposit of material. Use briskly, but beware that paper is to remain intact...
teambanzai:
Now watch as the oranges surround the helpless child.
rickubis:
"Bob!" Duse, is that *you*?" How the f*$k should *I* know? I can't see shit in this thing."
rickubis:
Well, according to this manual, she breathes through an organ between her legs. I think you've choked her to death, Jim.
rickubis:
Guns don't kill people, people kill guns... no, that's not it.
rickubis:
.oO{ I'm *sure* I saw a rat just climb in there. }
aaabbbccc:
please let me out of the dungeon. I promise i will never caption again
rickubis:
And so these people startes calling me "Aleve" like it was my name. I'm just damned glad I didn't loan out any Vagisil, or Preparation H.
rickubis:
Sadly, they left the fireplace. Cremating Binky the Hamster was a huge emotional drain. Especially since Binky kept running out of the fire.
rickubis:
Listen. If I want any shit out of you, I'll squeeze your head. Like *this*! See!" Whoa, some turd.
aaabbbccc:
Turn the blue filter off, or my girlfriend will kick your ass.