Dag Nab It! Where's my judgeits? It's lonely down here in Bumpass! I have to drive 3 hours to get a refill of colostomy bags as the local stores won't serve a communist like me.Where's goober ghost? some one tell he I want a toasted marshmellow.
On a kuberzerconnyisland encrusted frosted dogppoo lined silver plater, served by butlers-khakis, shoes and shirts required, ready to attend to muh every whim, w/out any lip.
DOH! I forgot to pray to Obama this morning! Gotta go!