| Kyle, you're clearly as ****ed as I am.
I actually wrote "ass ****ed" but if you were ass ****ed you'd be dead, because the rectum absorbs alcohol so greedily that you'd die from alcohol poisoning. Don't ask why I know that.
Anyway, what was I going to say?
Oh yeah, I stopped my car at a pub, asked an old couple in a posh voice to come over. Then was surprised at how posh their voices were.
Undaunted, I pulled out a map and asked them where Flamp Freath was?
"Oh I don't know" they haughtily replied........
It's near Antelope Scrape I countered as my friends were trying not to p1ss themselves laughing in the passenger seats...then I just floored it, leaving their confused old grills in the dust of my V6.
Mwahahahahaha!
P.S: Domski, you're too fackin' smart fer yer own good. |