"Hey, Pa! Brutus here don't warna fight no more. Whatta we gonesa do?"
"Well, boy, let's drown the mutt. What's the worse can happen?"
Hee, the dog survived.
posted by Michel @ 2:38 PM
Friday, December 19, 2003
Rednecks, meet karma. Karma? Please kick rednecks' asses. Thank you
"Hey, Pa! Brutus here don't warna fight no more. Whatta we gonesa do?"
"Well, boy, let's drown the mutt. What's the worse can happen?"
Hee, the dog survived.
"Hey, Pa! Brutus here don't warna fight no more. Whatta we gonesa do?"
"Well, boy, let's drown the mutt. What's the worse can happen?"
Hee, the dog survived.
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