windsong27:
I hate who ever designs these modern day hotels. Even sober I can't find my way back to the room.
windsong27:
Hello police? A woman calling herself 'Sista Love Bone' just broke into my studio and gave me a hickey. I'd like her arrested.
windsong27:
I don't know Pete, if you put a paper bag over her head and try to ignore the fact that she's built like a linebacker, I would suspect that Kathleen Turner would make a nice date.
windsong27:
Traveling dildo salesman, Spiff Hunter, demonstrates his wares at the Home for Wayward Lesbians.
Shanky:
"Are they from Sweden?"
cambria36:
Sgt. Tim shadows his suspect.
cambria36:
I can't remember if I made the dress first or the curtains, but I used the same bolt of cloth.
cambria36:
Ever s*ck a sergeant's dick, my dear?
cambria36:
Elvis' first serious encounter with the cops took place in 1955 in Memphis.
cambria36:
Let's all stay down here in the basement until the Republicans get out of Washington. It's safer here.
cambria36:
Damn, rookie...I'm gonna drive the next shift...you haven't passed a donut shop in 4 hours.
cambria36:
So even though he crapped in these skivvies 11 years ago, we can still get his DNA from the stains?
cambria36:
What am I doin'? I'm wipin' my ass; we're out of toilet paper.
cambria36:
and his dad was "booked for safe-cracking."
yojazzy:
You got anything, Dick? Rummy's gone by-by!
KIPPAGE:
"Eigh Thaid, Eigh Gut By Tung Goff..!"
KIPPAGE:
As long as its not a Social Disease, then, thats fine.
KIPPAGE:
Sylvester Stallone in His Cups...