So, it started when i found those nasty socks under my bed this morning. Boy did they stink, and i thought,"boy do they stink! this is a harbinger of events to come!"so, i put on my handy-dandy gas mask and stepped out of my room to face a potentially hazardous day. First thing i encountered was my dog, who farts a lot, and so i was like,"boy, the socks were right!" then to breakfast, and the cheese was all green and moldy in the fridge. Coincidence? i think not! then the doorbell rang.i stepped out onto my porch, and found myself face to face with the one and only George Bush, who reeked worse than the cheese.and he's like"you wanna fight?thanks to your stinky socks,my rich arab friends next door fled the country!"and i'm like,"GB,the pleasure is all mine"So,we fight,and of course he's good,but I'M better.i beat the kashizzles outta him,until he offers me all his shares in Exxon.then he asks me if he can borrow my ever-so-cool gas mask,and so i'm asking u guys:should i lend it to him?
2006-07-31
10:18:53
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peakfreak
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