Category: Humor

"I'd sooner go to a bukakke party hosted by the Trump brothers.

And go suck on a mint, will ya? Your breath smells like a rotting corpse!"

Mrs. Bommer adjusted her housedress and smiled as she thought, "I don't even care if Dale sees the wet spot on the couch!" as Jimmy hurried back to his bike.

"Hurry up, Frank! He's almost in to the elbow!"

Everyone was so much happier once Frank had the crew build those steps on the inside of the construction fence.

"Mmm…medical grade. That will make it easy to wash all the blood down the drain."