Saturday, March 13, 2010

Another fatwah coming over a cartoon?

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That's a dead on hit there kids. Bulls Eye!! Waddya think?
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Schteveo

16 comments:

Times 2'd Poots said...

I NEED MISSY JUICE,
MISSY JUICE.
LET ME TASTE YOUR MISSY JUUUUUICE.

Missy Momma
I kummin out to da Gnu Yalk fo a kuppla daze diz summa an dewe gots be der odin et wit BOW and Shpidie at HH Hunny.

I goin be der fer ewe.

Schteveo said...

[I just looked up 'INCORRIGIBLE' in my Funk & Wagnalls, there's a picture of Poots there as an example, and it's a color picture!]

Corrigated Pootz said...

EAT ME!

"Grammie" or whatever name he wants to call me!! said...

Entitlement:

Ecclesiastes 10:5-7 (NIV)

5 There is an evil I have seen under the sun, the sort of error that arises from a ruler:
6 Fools are put in many high positions, while the rich occupy the low ones.
7 I have seen slaves on horseback, while princes go on foot like slaves.

srk said...

click my name for a NYC joyride

BOW said...

When NASA first planned to send up astronauts, they
quickly discovered that ball-point pens would not work in zero gravity.

To combat the problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $1.2 billion
to develop a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater,
on almost any surface including glass, and at temperatures ranging from
below freezing to 300 Celsius.

Confronted with the same problem, the Israelis used a pencil.

Spider said...

Which proves that, when the wrong people are in charge, too much can be worse than not enough.

Anonymous said...

A Woman's Poem:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.

A Man's Poem:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big tits who owns a bar on a golf course, and loves to send me fishing and drinking. This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.

Puntty Pootz said...

Jeez NannerMouse.

Nebber new U wuz a broad
R U a fat Azz-MaMa?

Must be 2 B wastin yer Stank Pun-Yay roumd hea.

Missy said...

Awwww I feel so loved but I am a busy person .. I have wedding planning and Costa Rica honeymoon planning and all that.

Schteveo said...

Congratulations Missy!!




BOW,
I CANNOT believe that you posted that old, tired, BS, internet lie!! Read Snopes. And just what kind of Space Program do the Israelis have NOW, much less when NASA supposedly built the Space Pen, circa 1967?

C'MON!!!

Spider said...

Missy, is that your official wedding announcement? And will brother Poots be giving the bride away?

BOW said...

Steve: It's a joke. Sometimes the answer is obvious. Like is the glass 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?

It's just the wrong size glass.

Missy: Where in Costa Rica? We had our honeymoon there and go to various places every year.

srk said...

Spider:

Poot will be taking the bride first then tossing, er, giving her away

Anonymous said...

So her gown will be navy blue?

srk said...

Mr and Mrs Missy