Thursday, February 10, 2011

I've gone tits up. Finally. Praise the Lord.

I'm thinking it's a pitiful state of affairs when all I can think of is titties, how much I hate Obama and where in the fuck is my Dangerous Extremist shirt is so I can beat off without feeling real guilty. And oh yeah, I need a used oil filter, turpentine and vaseline.

11 comments:

Foodstamps said...

We all have to grow up some time....

orbitup said...

Is that why you let the ex-old lady in?

Brian said...

I had to read that last line a couple of times. Then I think I got it and wished I hadn't.

Weaver said...

I must not be educated enough, I just can't figure out what the hell you need with a used oil filter.
As someone who was married for over 20 years to my ex, I ain't saying anything but no, I haven't turned on ya.

Weaver

Niki said...

I wasn't worried about you until now. A used oil filter? Never mind. I don't want to know.

wirecutter said...

Yet nobody wondered about the turpentine.

rpm2day said...

Turpentine? Many uses....Used oil filter? Probably have one or two I could send ya. Chevy 350 ok or ya want to go all out with a diesel filter? (Last you all weekend guaranteed!)

Niki said...

I figured it was for heat. No?

Tattoo Jim said...

An turpentine... you rub a cats ass with a corncob, then hit it with some turp and hang on for the ride!!! Shit! That makes me sound like a pervert again....

rpm2day said...

"Tits up?" About time I found someone that speaks my lingo. Say that at work and I get a blank look. Kinda like when I say "Runs faster than a fresh fucked fox".

Skip said...

Don't see a damn thing off about that that post.
Shit happens and ya deal, right?