If you can believe the statistics, in the time it takes you to read this post, Randy Thomasson, president of Campaign for Children and Families, will have thought about getting his freak on at least twice. Not surprisingly, each instance features a rubber brassiere, a slightly drunk Shania Twain, and a Campaign for Children and Families bake sale.
Hey, that’s exactly how I get my freak.
Strangely enough, my 501(c)(3), Campaign to Eradicate Children and Families, doesn’t seem to be raking in the cash. Maybe it has something to do with forcing God-fearing white children, at gunpoint, to exit their Sunday School classes and spend 3 hours on a high-G simulator listening to Cannibal Corpse.
And good intel (the best type!) has Mr. Thomasson’s current fantasy involving humiliation by Cloris Leachman’s character in High Anxiety… but Harvey Korman has to watch.
Shania Twain in a rubber brassiere actually got my freak on – twice. And man, did she feel like a woman.
[not a] True story.
I had to send my freak on a vacation. He’s on more than I am, and it was taking its toll.
I really hope it’s Shania in the rubber brassiere.
And “getting your freak on” is….getting some? or am I way off here?
“Get your freak on” is to become titillated. That’s another one of those words that just sound funny. Especially in regard to rubber undergarments.
As opposed to “strapping your freak on” which involves midgets rolled in lard and caraway seeds, Ruth Buzzy, latex exercise straps and donut holes. Everything else is the same.
HEH! .. Ruth Buzzy … haven’t heard that name in years! hehehe!
[keyword “want” ?????????? WTF]
So…like when I watch “Pirates of the Carribean” and get all turned on watching Johnny Depp, I am “getting my freak on?”
I just want to make sure here.
It depends. Is he wearing a rubber brassiere?
JWebb. Good thing I wasn’t drinking anything. I would have drowned laughing.
It depends. Is he wearing a rubber brassiere?
That would be Ed Wood, not Pirates of the Caribbean.
Ed liked angora.
Ah, that explains it. I get those Johnny-Depp-mincing-in-makeup movies mixed up all the time.
My bad.
Nice attempted segue back to Kid Rock, JWebb!