Today I found the t-shirt that I want--no, need to be buried in.
RATING: 100%
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Short reviews of pretty much whatever. Finally, you can discover if Frosted Flakes Gold has more social worth than Illmatic or Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.
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Classy.
I don't do drugs. This reminds me of my former brother-in-law, who I don't respect.
So you do do prostitutes? Who says "Internet John" is my real name? Maybe I am your former brother-in-law.
Anyway, I never said I do drugs either. The joke of the post is the funereal context. Would you rather be snorting cocaine off a hooker's ass, the stereotypical male fantasy image of the rock star's carpe diem "high life," or dead in a casket, surrounded by grieving loved ones?
Seriously, though, your ex brother-in-law isn't by any chance named Anthony, is he?
Drugs are bad, m'kay.
these t shirts are real funny esp. the racist ones
lollerskates
these are even funniear
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