9 thoughts on “Damn, She REALLY Mad At Him!

  1. Now Cederq, yo’all be right about resolute strong wimmen. My’n legs are taut ‘n muscular, thas why my boy Deathray has none o’ yo kidney problems. You aks him some time, he’all say – “That l’il ol’ sweet Georgia peach o’ mine, she massage my kidneys w’ the back o’ her (my) calves, get a rythm go’in on!” But, I juss can’ts figure that white boy out, he’all got his Tank-girl hankerin’ fo him, an he runs off to some country call ‘laska? Where theys got all snow ‘n Polar bears ‘n shit. But shee-it, tha boy bring me down a big ol’ white bear skin rug, why we gon’ christen it right thar, no bad feelin’s none. You tell thet boy thet, hear? The Tank.

  2. G’day Cederq, has El Guido been able to get you to back that Chebby rig in straight yet? One yip for “left hand down”, a yap for right, and a chorus of Mexican yip-yaps for “your mobile phone is ringing”. Judging by the stoush with your neighbour, she’ll get a nip on the ankle soon. I was wondering why you rent a flat, when you have a mobile one, your caravan. Then I realised, Guido won’t let you bring drunk bimbos back to the van, when you get lucky.

    • Igor, I don’t own a dog, though I’ve considered getting one, they’re great chick magnets, if you hadn’t noticed. But then I think: I couldn’t provide an active life for a poor dog. You see uncared-for animals, children too, everywhere these days.

  3. English sparrow’s are another invader that we don’t need. At least there’s no limit on how many I can dispatch while I do my American Blue Bird nest box runs.

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