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NO!!!
NOOOOOOOO!!!!
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Earl
Campbell is attacked by a mutant rat or whatever
the hell that thing is. I saw one of those things
when I was kicking the crap out of some blue-haired
goth reject. I took it home and boiled it. It
tasted like a sparrow.
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DJ
Dinette Set busts a move. I break in and bust
his head through a series of plate glass windows.
The simp's been spitting up glass every day in
the ER since. His parents are threatening to sue
me but the jokes on them because you can't sue
a goddamn veteran. I have diplomatic immunity
or some shit like that, I think. It's in the 10
Commandments or whatever.
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Oh
why that's very fetching, giant spiders have dropped
from the sky and landed on goths' heads. Don't
try digging in there for brains, fellahs, cause
all you'll get is a cloud of cigarette smoke.
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"LOSE
WEIGHT AND GAIN MUSCLE BY PRANCING LIKE A NIMROD"
Go jump off a bridge, you steroid chugging queen.
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I
don't know who the hell this moron is, but I hope
his parents' see this and beat the ugly yahoo
within inches of his life. No wait, that's my
job. Have fun working in the carnival industry
for the rest of your pathetic life.
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