Lel guise. So I walked in on this one guy, who was jackin it to pokemon gifs, and he turns around and yells "MONCHO!" So i just sat there, on the floor, wondering what moncho ment, but before i could cook my cerial, a wild animal ran through the cage and screamed at me as if i was the real zoro. But before i could retaliate, the damn pesky animal started jackin it with the pokemon tard after i finished my download of The Room, (the best movie of all time).
Anyway, before all this happened, i was just fiddlin around with some smoke detectors, on a business flight to Somalia, when a wretched one bearded fellow from the 70's jumped out of his time machine/smoke detector and demanded to see the president and ceo of fleshlight inc. Confused and flabergasted, i climbed into the cockpit of the airplane where the crew was pitting two cocks together in a fight to the death. I had some spare change on me, so i bet on the red rooster with the pretty nose, but to my dismay the whole ordeal was a setup by the U.S. air marshals to catch animal abusers in the act of betting in cock fights 30,000 feet in the air above U.S. airspace, (thats 914,400cm for those of you who live in the real world.)
So here i sit, in a jailcell, with Bubba the child rapist, and Carl the drug dealer, trying to make this damn toilet work. Oh, and hi OT.
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"MONCHO!"
So i just sat there, on the floor, wondering what moncho ment, but before i could cook my cerial, a wild animal ran through the cage and screamed at me as if i was the real zoro. But before i could retaliate, the damn pesky animal started jackin it with the pokemon tard after i finished my download of The Room, (the best movie of all time).
Anyway, before all this happened, i was just fiddlin around with some smoke detectors, on a business flight to Somalia, when a wretched one bearded fellow from the 70's jumped out of his time machine/smoke detector and demanded to see the president and ceo of fleshlight inc. Confused and flabergasted, i climbed into the cockpit of the airplane where the crew was pitting two cocks together in a fight to the death. I had some spare change on me, so i bet on the red rooster with the pretty nose, but to my dismay the whole ordeal was a setup by the U.S. air marshals to catch animal abusers in the act of betting in cock fights 30,000 feet in the air above U.S. airspace, (thats 914,400cm for those of you who live in the real world.)
So here i sit, in a jailcell, with Bubba the child rapist, and Carl the drug dealer, trying to make this damn toilet work. Oh, and hi OT.
Last one got removed. (by a website that opposes censorship mind you)