If I ever blow up a building, I’m going to wire the bomb so that it goes off with 10 seconds still showing on the timer.
Won’t that guy with the wire cutters be surprised!
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If I ever blow up a building, I’m going to wire the bomb so that it goes off with 10 seconds still showing on the timer.
Won’t that guy with the wire cutters be surprised!
The pope should change his name to Bob. Then he would be Bob Pope, and he could have charity golf tournaments and go around the world on tours with a star-studded cast as his entourage. It would certainly liven up his shows a bit.
I can always tell when I’m getting better after being sick when I again feel well enough to jerk off to Shake-Weight commericals on YouTube.
(Lori Petterson) Happiness is finding a freshly cleaned gas station restroom when you have to poo.
Someone ripped the 5th month out of my calendar.
I’m dismayed.
When I told my wife I was interested in a threesome, she said she “didn’t know what to do with that information.” Okay, Honey, let me help: Tell your hairdresser we want to fuck her seven ways to Sunday.
What’s the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker?
A hooker can wash her crack and resell it.
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