[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!
2 comments:
why do all your "cutes" include at least one "grotesque?" i am always a little gun-shy about scrolling through them.
Wait, which one is grotesque?
I'll often post doggies that could be objectively called ugly, or possibly lovable-ugly, but never grotesque.
Oh wait. You mean the cats, don't you?
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