This man is my God. :notworthy

Is that a new oriental dish?

Lol.... nigerian.

Oooh, I so hope that is a Nigerian Scammer being jerked around. LMAO on the assumption that it is.

Funny, though, most people attach the dongle to the laptop, not the other way around.

They should make this a requirement for anyone who tries to run for the same office after failing two times.

Don't ask me, 'cause I don't fuckin' know.

Rectum? Hell, it damn near killed him.

Untreated painful rectal itch knows no bounds in it's search for relief.

I've heard of shitting a log, but that's insane!

too much fiber can be a bad thing.

Not according to Mr. Hanky!

Killer wabbits got nipples!!

[Holding the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch]
King Arthur: How does it... um... how does it work?
Sir Lancelot: I know not, my liege.
King Arthur: Consult the Book of Armaments.
Brother Maynard: Armaments, chapter two, verses nine through twenty-one.
Cleric: [reading] And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths, and carp and anchovies, and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit-bats and large chu...
Brother Maynard: Skip a bit, Brother...
Cleric: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.
Brother Maynard: Amen.
All: Amen.
King Arthur: Right. One... two... five.
Galahad: Three, sir.
King Arthur: Three.

"Runaway, runaway!!"