A hog doesn't have to sit in a bar and buy drinks all night just so he can f*** some pig.
They are basically the same except you do an Australian kiss down under.
One is bad money and the other is a mad bunny.
Fantastic
Facul-tea
They don't want to!
Because he was wayyy far out man.
He wanted their soles.
She said "Buying luggage."
Patio furniture.
I don't know but when it sits on your electric wire and sings all your lights go out
Take the 'F' out of safe and the 'F' out of way.
ME: Huge mess to clean. F: It's spotless! M: *sprays luminol* You'd never know they were even here.
Because I'm about to introduce myself to the girl at the end of the bar.
OH SNaP!
Because Day tripped him.
The crow bar.
He wanted to be published on Pork Avenue.
I'm bacon!
Sir Lunchalot.