This morning i was indulging in a 540 calorie Big Mac. With the mayo covered pickles that i get lodged in my throat regularly. All the sudden i could smell the fresh bacon followed by a severe moan in the attic. I sprint down the stairs to see down yonder. I observed my grandpas mangled corpse in the depths of the basement corner. I see his singed foot accompaining a few pieces of raw bacon and a red George Forman Grill. I yelled in agony at his other dismembered foot ingulfed in flames. What should i do about my gramps?
2006-10-22
08:20:17
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