My Volkswagen got a fresh misty coating of feces on the drive in to work this morning on account of I was following (a little too closely I guess) a Cuyahoga County Wastewater Treatment truck and it was leaking excrement like a geriatric colon cancer patient.
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I just choked on my grapefruit. That is so nasty!
That's all an excuse to take it to one of those high school cheerleader car washes at the local DQ.
That's not wastewater you're smelling, that's just plain Farfegnugen.
All these years I wondered what that word farfenugen meant. Now I know.
damn man.
Good thing you're married. I don't think a date would want you to pick her up in something that smelled like that! I'm just sayin'...
You have all the bad luck sometimes!
You better post a blog, or I will punch you in your freshly-shaven nether-region!
i think you'd look sweet in a fresh brown coat.
Dude, Me and Mel are seriously worried about you. Did something go terribly awry during the "grass cutting" incident that you have been talking about? And by grass, I mean balls. And by cutting, I mean shaving.
I heard John opted for tweezing instead of shaving, and had to take a couple days off to complete the task.
That'sa some hairy nutballs!
I think John would be very interested in this.
Russ, Melanie and I just finished laughing so hard that we had to wipe away the tears. Too bad there is not a self-wiper for that!
I'm ok ladies and by ladies I mean Russ. I'm not slated to have the hair and vas deferens removed until next Wednesday. Russ, that's pretty funny I actually thought maybe tweezing would prevent the itchy regrowth.
Russ and us other ladies are glad you're okay!
What's up John? Work getting in the way of blogging? I hate when that happens. Luckily it rarely happens!
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