me: “Just where do you think you’re going?”
apple: “Church. It’s Sunday, right?”
me: “Oh, yeah, it is, isn’t it?”
What you’ve got there is one of them fundamentalist apples. Probably a Republican.
I bet it’s fruitophobic, too.
Maybe. But I think it’s because I won’t let him drink wine at home.
So that’s where the wifey went this morning … I thought she was getting bagels.
Watch out JeffG. You have talking wasps in your apples.
Hey … why don’t you bring in some talking fucking scissors? That would be cool.
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What you’ve got there is one of them fundamentalist apples. Probably a Republican.
I bet it’s fruitophobic, too.
Maybe. But I think it’s because I won’t let him drink wine at home.
So that’s where the wifey went this morning … I thought she was getting bagels.
Watch out JeffG. You have talking wasps in your apples.
Hey … why don’t you bring in some talking fucking scissors? That would be cool.