Goodie Grab Bag V

Oh, what the hell? Might as well go for gold. The following is made up on the spot (or as close to the spot as I can get) so as to not lose face to Seth, who threatens to steal my gimmick and be better at it than me.

1: So, do you like… stuff?
2: No, stuff shot my paw.

You can’t beat me at this, I’ve been doing this since I was suckling at your mom’s teat!

3: So there I was, on Dream Date and I had a choice between Quasimodo, the Elephant Man, and Pixel Q. Styx!
4: Oh, my gosh! That’s terrible! So where’s he taking you?
3: Oh, the an isolated moor, his mom’s house for dinner, the bell tower…

I wish I could take back my own birth, and yours, and several dozen other people’s. Oh, wait, I can! It’s called death!

2: Ask me if I have any relatives in New Orleans.
1: Do you have any relatives in New Orleans?
2: Not Anymore, you insensitive bastard!

You don’t know Bruce Lee? You know, from the Green Hornet? Enter the Dragon? Way of the Dragon? Kiss of the Kitty?

1: You don’t look like the picture in your wallet.
2: I shouldn’t. He and I don’t get along.

It’s not that I don’t like him, it’s just that he represents everything I detest in humanity and should be annihilated like the vermin he is.

1: You dance it, Pixel! Hang out with your wang out!
2: Yeah, thanks…
1: Rock out with your cock out!
2: But then wouldn’t I stick out?

If the Bible was a mathematical number, it’d be pi, because it’s irrational.

Oh, what the hell? Might as well go for gold. The following is made up on the spot (or as close to the spot as I can get) so as to not lose face to Seth, who threatens to steal my gimmick and be better at it than me. 1: So, do you like… stuff?…

3 Comments

  1. Ha ha. Be my guest. I jibe at Seth because I like the kid, but I wouldn’t mind being the originator of the concept
    (really, I only meant it for the one or two times that I was away from the internet for a while and had multiple ideas for posts at once).