Friday, January 21, 2005
Milk was a bad choice
So i was wandering this luife called boulevard avenue and I found my good old chum McCarty Donald Fisher-Price. She's mostly plastic and fouind his riches in Lucy's crapper but thats why he owns a mansion so after that he built a new guest room for any guersts that may arrive in this Pouison concert we call life but i taped the milkman drinking milk from the milkman's wife tits (x2) thats double the milk for double the trouble. He then died twice in a year and he has no longer made any friends that deliver things door to door dairy inclkuded. SUpid VIctor he died in a stampede so i sold his body to medical science and all the money i recieved was traded in for Kit Kats and BUncha Crunch. I must say i immediately regret the decision but thats only because i have since retired from this bon jovi of a reputation. but stop it, look here and pay your respects or nothing will be interesting ever again.
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