Tuesday, January 12, 2010

What were they thinking?

Is this what you mean by an "entry-level" position?

I'm not the nice guy people make me out to be.

Am I dancing or acting?

I wanna play you a happy tune:
Jeffry MacDonald
murdered his family, e i e i o.

I'm proud to have a guitar named after me.

Don't let Mel molest me, I'm only
two years old and he's a drunken fool.

Aloha, motherfuckers!

I wonder why they call them "choppers"?

It's a long way to Neverland, Toto!

Don't put Michael Jackson above me.
I'm having a really bad day.

Hold it down Harold.

The IRS's motto: ask not what your
country can do for you.

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