It doesn't matter how many times I brush, floss and gargle, I am never gonna get the taste of skuzzy demon tongue out of my mouth. Or my soul. My essence feels dirty. Dirty in ways that nothing can fix
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Obsession isn't healthy, Dean. You'd like it too much if I took my clothes off and I'd have to bleach everywhere after your dirty eyes took too long of a look. If you want a job, try getting one as a professional pervert. Jackass.
Oh, I always have fun, Sammy. Sometimes I don't like to have fun in the stench of my own person. Which reminds me-- I need quarters for the laundrymat.
Thank you, sweetie. Make sure to have dinner done by nine when I get home, and make sure the carpets are swept. You know how I get after a bad day at the office.
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And hey. Don't complain. I had illicit smoochies with Faith, okay?
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Is there a problem with illicit smoochies with Faith? She doesn't taste like the muzzle of a fired shotgun.
...or does she?
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Maybe I could get a job as a janitor at a skin club.
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Thank you, sweetie. Make sure to have dinner done by nine when I get home, and make sure the carpets are swept. You know how I get after a bad day at the office.
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I just love serving my fellowman.
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... I don't think I've heard anyone that hasn't been dead for 40 years use "winsome" in a sentence before.
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