I hereby swear on this large print version of “Tropic of Cancer” to have as many group orgies as humanly possible in the upcoming year. Now gimme my parade, bitches!
“And I pledge never to read anything larger than Playboy Magazine and especially never a book this big unless, of course, it has plenty of dirty pictures. Does it?”
“This is our secret nuclear hand signal, the meaning of which is secret, you see. But for some enriched uranium, I will tell you the meaning and let you sign the enigma book and have my hairdresser give you the official haircut.”
I hereby swear on this large print version of “Tropic of Cancer” to have as many group orgies as humanly possible in the upcoming year. Now gimme my parade, bitches!
Today Kim Jong Il told George W Bush, “Back off or the crazy gook is gonna get bitch slapped.”
“Oh, I’ve rusted up and my arm has got stuck in this silly position. *sob* If only I had a heart! Dorothy! Where are you?”
Kim Jong Il joins the race for Governor of California, with the campaign promise to nuke higher taxes.
This salute would look so much better if I was wearing a flight suit.
“Doing the robot? Michael Jackson’s got nuttin’ on me.”
“I have one simple request…..triplets with frickin laser beams.”
Seen 2 seats down from Ted at Ted Turner Stadium, Kim Jong Il cheers on his beloved Atlanta Braves with his version of the “Tomahawk Chop”
“I am practicing the Vulcan greeting. Ok, Ok. It could be going better. How do they do that anyhow?”
Stick my thumb in my what?
What’s that noise? Sounds like…
“And I pledge never to read anything larger than Playboy Magazine and especially never a book this big unless, of course, it has plenty of dirty pictures. Does it?”
“This is our secret nuclear hand signal, the meaning of which is secret, you see. But for some enriched uranium, I will tell you the meaning and let you sign the enigma book and have my hairdresser give you the official haircut.”
So that’s what happened to Long Duck Dong from the movie Sixteen Candles.
“You say her name is Charo and she is doing the coochie coochie. Stop her. Wash her and bring her to my tent.”
Earthlings! I’ve come for your women and your booze! Resistance is futile.
Up came the cloud
Slaughtering the foe.
And the Inky Dinky Spider
Revered K-Jo.
Raise your hand! Raise your hand if you’re Sure!