sometimes (usually at work) i sit around and have these random thoughts that cross my mind, more like questions, really. here's a few that i can remember :
q) why do you park on a driveway and drive on a parkway?
q) why do convenience stores and gas stations that are open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, have locks on the doors?
q) why hasn't anyone invented a peanut butter jar with the same dispensing concept of a deodorant stick? i frickin' hate gettin peanut butter on my knuckles and fingers!
q) 1. ever sit and think how good your girlfriend/wife is at giving head?
2. ever wonder how she got that good?
q) if aliens from outer space are allegedly of the highest intelligence, why do they always abduct the dumbest frickin' hillbillies this side of podunk and let them remember enough to describe it on the evening news?
q) why does purified bottled water have an expiration date? not so pure it seems......
q) if a tree falls in a forest and there's no one around to see or hear it and it lands on dr. phil, does anyone give a shit?
q) what kind of bees make milk? a) boobies!!
there are no such thing as tornadoes, chuck norris just really hates trailer parks. hehe
my friend chris has a trophy wife, just not a first place trophy.
that's all i got for now, peace and chicken grease -special k
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I'm not sure about the drive way, but I think chicks are good at the sucking because of lollipops and of course general whoreness.
How do you get peanut butter on your knuckles you dumbass gorilla?
Buy a smaller jar. Geesus.
what do you mean, poopie? i get buttery knuckles from diggin the delicious goodness that is extra crunchy jif from the bottom of the jar, duh.
you're a gorilla
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