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<Riot> to Untitled Goose Game
Mess with the honk, you get the bonk.
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#3
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Don’t feed the SNEED
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#4
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Is this what RNF has devolved into since AM died?
__________________
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#6
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Title made me giggle to myself in a public place
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#8
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AM died, so they finally got burnt out?
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#9
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Farmer Joe had three beautiful daughters, who had been prevented from dating until the youngest had turned sweet sixteen. On the eve of the girls’ fist dates, Joe armed himself with his Peacemaker, as any obsessive and paranoid patriarch would.
The first suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock> “Hey I’m Joe, I’m here for Flo. Gonna go to the show, she free to go?” said the first suitor. Seeing the boy posed no harm, Joe consented and Flo was off. The second suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock> “Hey there I’m Freddie, and I’m here for Betty. Gonna get some spaghetti, she ready?” he asked. Again, Joe consented and Betty was off. The third suitor knocked on the door <knock> <knock> “Hey! I’m Chuck!” And there, Joe shot the boy. | ||
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Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He’s not breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls 911.
“I think my friend is dead!” he yells. “What can I do?” The operator says, “Calm down. First, let’s make sure he’s dead.” There’s a silence, then a shot. Back on the phone, the guy says, “OK, now what?” | ||
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