To be honest, I think I was taken in by an unconfidence scam...

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The guy had sweaty palms...

He acted nervous, but it was a drug deal...



When I got home, it wasn't sticky purple punch, it was Lipton's.
 
We know.

You voted for Bush. You just have to pick up the pieces and move on.
 
Bush I maybe, but definitely Peerot in '92.


Comanchero brand.


Hell is coming for breakfast.


I'll happily take a donkey for Granny.
 

I was born in a minute, or two...

:D

We know.

You voted for Bush. You just have to pick up the pieces and move on.

I voted against the Whole Earth Loon Gore and the I married three rich ladies, the playboy Kerry, who faked his own wounds to get out of Nam...

Bush I maybe, but definitely Peerot in '92.


Comanchero brand.


Hell is coming for breakfast.


I'll happily take a donkey for Granny.

Then I voted for the Lunatic Bob Barr and now I'm voting for Obama, gotta give 'em BOTH barrels...

Fawkin' feral humans; the only known way to actually deal with them.

:cool:
 
I'll put on another large batch of Koolaid.


Apparently, the kids are still thirsty.


Now, where did I put that cauldron???


Eye of Newt . . . .
 
Will there be snake and fried grasshopper?




Whoa, dude, you're blind! Like totally, you can't even see the pebble...

Stay out of my Lipton's son.
 
We have to get this thing

over with.







Hickey was suspicious...







Doyle was nuts,

and McCool was stupid...







except maybe

I was the dumb one.







If I had any brains...







I would have kept on driving

straight south into Mexico.
 
Spin the empty pint better next time.


It's Jericho.


You knew that Joshua had to show up sooner or later.


And Yahweh was angry - he had the hard-on, because Josh and the gang had just circumcised themselves.
 
I'm not sure about that one (Yo)Jimbo.


Goddamn it, Jim, I'm just and old country doctor.


I'm not sure about your ability to run scams, however, and think you should leave that to me.


Keep your eyes on the guy on the right.
 
Beware, next they'll be taking you in on incontinence scams.


But that Depends . . . .


*gets in front of sun*


*spit*
 
That might end up being an incompleted scam...




Then again, once it starts, it's probably pretty much like that first sip out of the spittoon...
 
Tastes like Comanchero brand, prolly.


Or a pail of chock.


Or the crankcase drainings from a Model A.


We should get some of that good Kennedy-imported bonded stuff from Canuckistan.
 
Prolly the Uzbeks drank the fluid outta the batteries.


Plug me into something.
 
I would gladly pay you on Twosday for it.


Cheezburger . . . I can haz wun.


Cheaps, no fry.


I hope these Comancheros looted a vegibble garden along their way.
 
He still uses rabbit-ears - how would he know?


He thinks that Youtube is do-it-yourself plumbing repair bits.


Pete's Mom, take his intrawebz away from him and put him back in the corner, please.


And paddle his hiney, too, pretty please.
 
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