2.13.06

Category: dribblings

earlier this afternoon i get a phone call from Mr. Fleegan:
me: hello?
him: hey, what are you doing?
me: i’m driving home, you?
him: i just pooped at your house.
me: did it flush?
him: i hope so.
me: only reason i ask is ‘cos i pooped this morning and stopped up the toilet. i had to plunge.
him: bragger.i love him so much.

these plungers are ‘space age’, like Tang.


stoopid faggot chinese plungers, WTF?

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