Plop
Turd drops turd from the monkey bars. Turd.
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UUoody the Junkyard Dog
That reminds me of a game played with a block of ice, maraschino cherries and a coffee can.
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FatmoFat the Iron Liver
True story: Once upon a time my brother's dad (not my dad) was fishing behind the outback steakhouse. lol I don't remember if that's actually what restaurant it was, but that's what I remember it being, but I'm having doubts about the specifics. Back in these days, he was in the habit of just throwing his net in repeatedly and pulling out lots of blue crab, he'd bring them home and boil them and we'd have some good eatin'. Anyway... imagine, it's late as fuck at night and the restaurant he was behind is closed already, and he has to take a massive shit and there is no restroom anywhere. He took two picnic tables and pulled them together to where he could sit on them and have his shit fall on the ground between them, problem solved. I don't remember what he wiped with. One time while fishing off of some bridge/pier kind of thing, on the way home, he found a bag of money on the ground... of course he kept it, wouldn't you? He also never wore underwear, and gave absolutely no fucks about anyone, so if his nuts itched in the checkout line at Walmart, you bet your ass he was reaching into his jean shorts and scratching that shit live, in public. Anyways, I've rambled on enough. Goodbye.
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TheDudeAbides
Nice avatar. Looks like one of those babies where the skin is born inside out.