[in a cabin in the mountains, Jim wakes up and bangs his head on the table he was sleeping under]
Alex Rieger: Jim, are you alright?
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: Yeah...uh ... who are you?
Alex Rieger: I'm Alex. We're friends, we work together.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: What? are we, lumberjacks?
Alex Rieger: No, we're cabdrivers.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: I bet we don't do much business up here!
Man, I wish. As soon as seals become Africanized I'm getting a couple for the backyard.
It will be a wake-up call for those kids who insist on traipsing over my grass. Want to play in my yard? Fine, have 400 pounds of barking, stinging, mayhem. Yeah!
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trick or treat?
Smell my feet.......
Oh, sure. And then seals would go under-hunted, possibly become 'Africanized' and THEN where would we be?!?
Man, I wish. As soon as seals become Africanized I'm getting a couple for the backyard.
It will be a wake-up call for those kids who insist on traipsing over my grass. Want to play in my yard? Fine, have 400 pounds of barking, stinging, mayhem. Yeah!
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