I've gotten on Dagwood before for ignoring his hot-ass wife; if I was married to her they'd hafta hose me off her every day like it was Selma Alabama. And now it's gotten worse: instead of huffin n' stuffin on top of those giant, juicy titties this idiot is sitting around talking to a little boy about the national fucking debt. For fuck's sake. I give up with this dumb motherfucker. Have another sandwich and nap, dipshit. I'll be more than happy to take care of the missus.
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