How To: Tard Up A Website With Unfunny BullShakespeare.
I'm certainthe recipe is as follows.
Take one whole Rock Lobster.
Apply two tablespoons of baby batter to the Lobster's tail while gently massaging the torso.
Place the Lobster on a cookie sheet and place in oven at 250 degrees until half baked.
Remove Lobster and place infront of a keyboard that is attached to computer running IE 7.0
Frat's just got his panties in a bunch because he doesn't have all the time and money and effort it takes to pull off a prank that will have the boss yelling, "What the Frost did you do? Are you a complete Frost-ing idiot? Clean this up immediately or I'm firing your ass!"
And because I'm too daft to properly demonstrate my love, let me go steal someone else's illustration off the internet and get orbs for my image posting ability.
The cats I had five minutes ago but are now invisble have always been very friendly and not Emersons. Unless you... count marking everything as their territory with spray.
But they would let you pet them, and one really loves having his belly scratched.
Wish I could say I owned any of them, but I don't. When I move out, they're not coming with me.
I don't know if it's the long hair or this thread, but something has been making me all hot n' bothered for Fratberry recently.
Same here. He sent me a photo of himself with a plunger, and I think he was actually on the toilet. But instead of being disgusted or laughing, I thought he looked seriously hot. I hadn't seen the long hair yet and I was floored. I think I might have been drooling. But I was so flustered by the reaction I didn't even acknowledge the photo.
I'm still not sure what to make of it all. SO... I'll just post about it on ZUG. Because I'm sure that will help and I'll get no grief whatsoever.
You know how we always say "you made me spit on my monitor" but we really don't mean it, we're just being metaphorical and Shakespeare? Well, I just actually spint my drink out. Except it didn't get on the monitor, it landed on (and down) my shirt. It's cold.
I suppose I could have described it better - it sounds like you're really getting to know that plunger well. In actuality it's not a dirty photo at all.
Well, assuming you or your wife doesn't have serious issues and you also don't ever clean off that plunger. In which case you're never coming near me again.
Actually, since a picture of a cat is unfunny, I guess it does fit in with the thread title. Unless I think of some weirdly spelled caption for her--then I could start a web-site and make millions of dollars on it.
I could grow out my hair like Frat, but I'd just look like a skinny, homeless Santa Claus.
I'd sit on your lap and tell you what I want for Christmas.
I've been pretty unfunny lately. I thought that was the 'thing' now and I just wanted to be on the bandwagon. And now ladies and gents, for your consideration:
Millie I think your cat has that expression because she thinks she's in a never ending acid trip. I like your artwork, but have you ever thought to work for Tim Burton?