My onion works its magic yet again
Dear twentysomething cads in Burbank Village:
Yelling "Booty booty booty booty!" at me from your car as I cross the street is my absolute favorite mating call. Really, why didn't you pull over so I could jump in? At least one of you must be marriage material. Teenage behavior in adult men does it for me like nothing else. FILL ME WITH YOUR LITTLE BABIES!!
Wait! Wait!! Where are you going?! COME BACK!
Yeah, keep driving. I noticed that there were no chicks in the car with you - I wonder why that is?
Labels: Assholery, random freaks
5 Comments:
Well, Ging, when you got it, you got it.
But I haven't got it, I swear!
You're doubly blessed, and cursed, I'm afraid. Great peaches and sweet onions are chode magnets.
I'd start a blog called "Chode Magnet" but I'm busy enough with this one!
See, if they fill you with babies, they may be required by law to get off of their mom's couch and get a job.Hence the sped off thing. they may think they "came" too close to the real thing.
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