Me and Miss Lisa was driving down the road talking about our upcoming nuptials, actually we we're laughing about it and she turned to me and said "You know what, this is becoming a fucking circus. You know anybody with a monkey?"
From there it went to hiring a clown, the Monster School Bus (see the earlier post), maybe getting one of those little clown cars and hire about 15 illegals to pile out of it because they're good at hiding in confined spaces, maybe a petting zoo but without the goats because we don't want any muslims crashing the wedding. After the illegals get finished doing the yard, maybe we can grease CharlieGodammit down with bacon grease and watch the kids try to catch him out there. Hell, we can even have a couple cockfights out in the backyard.
Scoring some Xanax off Mom was brilliant.
Congratulations on your upcoming marriage.
ReplyDeleteNow how about, instead of hiring a clown, you hire an English teacher. "Lisa and me was...". It's "Lisa and I were..."
Huh. You're new here, huh?
ReplyDeleteGive me a break. I'm an Okie.
Yep, hire an English teacher.
ReplyDeleteMore fun to pour custard down their pants than it is to do so to a clown...
Gonna dog ya without leaving his name, now that took balls.
ReplyDeleteHappens all the time, Mike. I'm always surprised when they DO leave a name.
ReplyDeleteand dont forget the midgets. they have a way of making any occasion more...festive ?
ReplyDeleteSee, we were thinking of using the illegals for the midget toss because they're so scrawny. Save a few bucks that way too.
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, i forgot...it is kalifornia. they most likely are organized huh ? but ya just cant beat em for fun.
ReplyDeleteand dont forget to use the fluorescent paintballs. Goes good w/ the xanx.