#10 brought back a painful memory, I had an unopened bottle of Glenlivet in one hand and a stoneware mug in the other. I was stupidly waving my hands around when the bottle hit the mug (not hard!) and the entire bottom fell out with a woosh. I think I cried. JFM
#2 we were not that trailer park, but mom worked the night shift and would take naps on the couch. Every now and then us kids would have conversations with mom just to see what she would say.while she was sleeping.
#5 for the win. Reminds me of the contest where you bet you can lift the curved index finger of someone's hand off the table. You might get the finger a half inch off the table, but when you let go... sure pain.
If you wake up & beat that little bastard's ass, from now on you might sleep in peace. I'd beat his ass on general principles. Worked for me, worked for my kids, works pretty much always. --Tennessee Budd
#2: When mommy said: "Don't bother me ya little asshole, go beat your morning wood" the kid didn't get the message.
ReplyDelete#5 for the win. And #6 for being a good human.
ReplyDelete#3 ~ the driver was on her phone.
ReplyDeleteNo, the wheel was on the opposite side.
Delete#7 Naw, I've done that lots of times. Sometimes I was even sober.
ReplyDeleteThat little shit needs his ass tanned and blistered repeatedly without remorse.
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No. 9: "With his superior intelligence, a dog senses that expansion seams need to be added."
ReplyDelete#2 I'd slap the taste outta that little heathens mouth.
ReplyDeleteYeah, who needs that shit when you're that hungover?
Delete#10 brought back a painful memory, I had an unopened bottle of Glenlivet in one hand and a stoneware mug in the other. I was stupidly waving my hands around when the bottle hit the mug (not hard!) and the entire bottom fell out with a woosh. I think I cried.
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#10: Fucked around & found out.
ReplyDelete#2 My mom wouldn't wake up until she smelled blood
ReplyDelete#7 Hold my beer
~Unclezip
#1 That´s what happens when you mistake Ex-Lax for chocolate!
ReplyDelete#1 reminds me of a couple of unfortunate mornings on the toilet.
ReplyDeleteCorrect #2’s behavior now or in 15 years and beyond he’ll be begging you for bail money.
ReplyDelete#2 we were not that trailer park, but mom worked the night shift and would take naps on the couch. Every now and then us kids would have conversations with mom just to see what she would say.while she was sleeping.
ReplyDelete#6 A boy and his dog. It never ends.
ReplyDelete#5 for the win. Reminds me of the contest where you bet you can lift the curved index finger of someone's hand off the table. You might get the finger a half inch off the table, but when you let go... sure pain.
ReplyDeleteIf you wake up & beat that little bastard's ass, from now on you might sleep in peace. I'd beat his ass on general principles. Worked for me, worked for my kids, works pretty much always.
ReplyDelete--Tennessee Budd
#3 Saint Peter taps you on the shoulder, "time to wake up son".
ReplyDelete#5 had to pry my eye open to keep watching it I was laffing so hard. Thanks buddy.
ReplyDelete#8 dumbass Ay-rab. I was hope they hit the back of the semi
ReplyDeleteMy mom would tell us (4 boys) to pick a toy and get on the bed. She then took a nap. If we left the bed she'd wallop us.
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