...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Sunday, June 13, 2010
…alley oops
now
the only thing that qualifies as alternate transportation to the bastard has two wheels only.
and an adult sized scooter is all I'm getting in the here and now.
anyway, the boy and I are heading across town when we see the ghost of Phil hartman walking opposite us.
he gets ready to toss a can into the garbage.
phil shoots
phil misses
phil keeps walking.
"nice"
"what?!?"
"nice"
"I'm not littering I meant to leave it there for some homeless guy to find"
"if that's what you wanna go with…slob"
"it's true. I meant to leave it there"
"if you say so Larry bird"
—the bastard
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2 comments:
That's awesome. Larry Bird makes Iron Eyes Cody cry.
the worst part is not the littering so much as the excuse that fails to detract from his awful basketball fundementals.
clearly his skills do not pay the bills
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