Wuv…twue wuv…wiw fowwow you…fowevew…

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Have you…the wing?

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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8 Responses to Wuv…twue wuv…wiw fowwow you…fowevew…

  1. Malatrope says:

    Man, it couldn’t be more obvious, could it?

  2. Zelda says:

    Oh BAARRFFFF!!! barf. barf. barf.
    That is soooooo sick.

  3. John says:

    Score my sorry ass along with:
    “Oh BAARRFFFF!!! barf. barf. barf.”
    Yeah. Just that.

  4. Robert says:

    Ick. Must be something in the water.

  5. Allen says:

    My dogs look at me like that sometimes.
    Especially if I have a donut.

  6. Robert says:

    Allen: Mine would run in circles like a maniac if she heard the word “walk”, regardless of context. I have a further comment about journalists and context but it isn’t quite gelling. I’m sure more tequila is the solution…

  7. Joel says:

    In my experience, tequila is the solution to pretty much every problem except “how can I get more work done and please the boss?”

    Also “How can I wake up in the morning without a blazing headache?” It’s not great for that one.

  8. Robert says:

    I’m told the headache is primarily the result of dehydration and the impurities in cheap tequila. And the boss laughs at me while getting the same performance as always.

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