[classic swim]

He blew his body and dickhole off with a pipe bomb like the brokenhead neurological mishap that he was. All you gotta do is check off a little box that says he couldn’t think the right thinks like everyone else. You’re done after that.

Rotisserie chicken I wanted last week and a 40 by friend’s pool. Pretty awesome day.

It’s an animated corpse that’s gonna sloosh out a fucked up baby or a baby that’s gonna die within seconds.

Sick puppy.

He asked Guster if he could feed Tyson brand chicken nuggets to his pet corgi and Guster said “no, Kudasai! You cannoot!”

Went to a museum and placed a chicken Big Mac on one of the sculpture pieces.

He was just minding his own business and he gets tackled for being Chuck E. Cheese!

Mr. Hoonie knocked over his truffles, he became a somber talking werewolf puppet and said “...you must fight in the bay of Hoonies.”

A woman in the Burger King lobby tried asking him out on a date and he turned around and said “go play with Kudasai’s tater tots.”

I used to dislike whiskey the most compared to the rest of the shit I drink. And I guess I still do, but it’s leaped a fucking mountain for me as of this point when I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.

Had the mud wrestling be sponsored by Shoney’s and Chuck E. Cheese.

He threw Mr. Hoonie out the house like this.