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So there I was.......

.... sub code named Drunken Bum, they donned their finest Canadian Tire camouflage and ...
 
...scrounged cash for enough Greyhound bus tickets to send their entire Rapid Deployment Force...
 
.... to Walmart for more genuine imitation Rambo pig stickers and Bridge Mixture ...
 
... to whit, he promptly fell asleep in front of his shocktroops...
 
.... and pond scum from their very own rubber duckie habitat in back of ...
 
.... the seedy part of town where scum sucking pig dogs can fit right in ....
 
...across the street from the abandoned poutine cannery...
 
.... a great resupply area for their emergency rations, fetid cheese and congealed gravy being the best thing for  ....
 
.... constipation, indigestion and whatever else ails you...
 
...having thus stockpiled their stores for the forthcoming campaign the assault troops...
 
... stood up, shuffled around, waited for the fearless leader to give them their marching orders and...
 
...advanced to contact at the nearest bar that featured Danceurs Nue...
 
.... but there being much confusion and gnashing of teeth the whole thing fell apart so they went with plan B, "RUN AWAY RUN AWAY!!!!" After a while ...
 
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