Fuck it. I’m having a donut.
Hey, that was my donut!
unabashed pragmatism responds: but now it’s mine. See? Pragmatic.
Krispy Kreme responds – “our shares are down two bucks today and you only have one lousy donut?”
Thanks for the help.
Fine. I don’t like the kind with sprinkles anyway. You can have it.
Jeff’s heart responds, “Fuck it. I’m having a Myocardial Infarction”.
(Thank you sweet baby Jesus! I got to type “infarction” today)
Wait til Atkins hears this.
protein wisdom responds:
Hey! I thought Jeff wrote this friggin blog. Who do you people think you are anyways?
Now shaddup and go eat your stolen donuts. We have moonbats to hunt…
Screw Krispy Kreme, I’ll have a Lamars.
<steals Jeff’s donut>
Oh, that’s my problem. I’m not fat; I’m overly pragmatic.
Pragmatic.
Weren’t The Pragmatics a punk band that featured an ex-pornstar singer?
I think Wendy O Williams once blew up a goat on stage while dressed in rubber undies and spiked nipple cups.
But I may just have dreamt that.
Spikes? I thought she went with a more minimalist stripe of electrical tape. Or two, more likely.
Dunno about the goat, but chainsawing an electric guitar in half (while still plugged in) probably has approximately the same effect on your eardrums.
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Hey, that was my donut!
unabashed pragmatism responds: but now it’s mine. See? Pragmatic.
Krispy Kreme responds – “our shares are down two bucks today and you only have one lousy donut?”
Thanks for the help.
Fine. I don’t like the kind with sprinkles anyway. You can have it.
Jeff’s heart responds, “Fuck it. I’m having a Myocardial Infarction”.
(Thank you sweet baby Jesus! I got to type “infarction” today)
Wait til Atkins hears this.
protein wisdom responds:
Hey! I thought Jeff wrote this friggin blog. Who do you people think you are anyways?
Now shaddup and go eat your stolen donuts. We have moonbats to hunt…
Screw Krispy Kreme, I’ll have a Lamars.
<steals Jeff’s donut>
Oh, that’s my problem. I’m not fat; I’m overly pragmatic.
Pragmatic.
Weren’t The Pragmatics a punk band that featured an ex-pornstar singer?
I think Wendy O Williams once blew up a goat on stage while dressed in rubber undies and spiked nipple cups.
But I may just have dreamt that.
Spikes? I thought she went with a more minimalist stripe of electrical tape. Or two, more likely.
Dunno about the goat, but chainsawing an electric guitar in half (while still plugged in) probably has approximately the same effect on your eardrums.