Home - by BigFurHat - August 4, 2012 - 02:36 America/New_York - 14 Comments
August 4th, 2012
Nope, can’t find the cat that f’d the imbecile’s head up.
And it wasn’t even a glass ceiling.
The thing is-—without the teleprompter–Joe is the smart one in this administration.
Once again, Little Skippy had to learn the hard way that jumping and breathing is beyond him.
Boobie the Rocket Dog
On one hand to dedicate an entire room to a trampoline is the way to go if you can manage it; no spotters needed. However, you have to take that gabled ceiling into account, Joe.
Now you’re cold-cocked and there are no spotters to call 911.
Recovery Summer IV
FreeMan - Chick-fil-A today
That would never happen. His head is well protected where it is, up his ass.
That’s to be expected when you don’t know your limits.
He was aiming for one of the skylights, so he could FLY.
Too bad “Dr. Jill” isn’t an M.D.
You’d think his doll hair would’ve cushioned the blow.
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