i never get enough of this guy
i love this guy
he is a fucking genius in my world
he loves to kill shit and blow shit up
and now this
cheney shoots hunting buddy
dick
he traded his soul to me for fifty shares of halliburton stock
worst deal i ever made since i would have easily taken it later for free and now that stock is worth some real cash thanks to his never ending efforts to turn human lives into halliburton gold
i am going to challenge him to a fiddle playing contest in which i get the stock if i win and he gets his soul back if he wins
although he probably wont take that bet because his soul isnt worth two shits
oh well i need to get back to corrupting nuns and stuff and of course defiling erin obrien
posted by Satan @ 8:47 AM
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10 Comments:
Dick is a Killer
Was it really an accident or maybe this guy just needed snuffed to hide some dirt, or maybe it was a warning shot an then next time he gets the real deal?
Listen, Satan, if you do pick me as Mistress of the Underworld, I am not sitting next to this Dick no matter what. Not on the bus. Not in unchurch. Not at McDonalds (I know those are yours).
ohhhhhhh. That's what happened? He was bird huntin. I gotta start staying on top of the news. This is the second time I've been had. Someone, who shall remain nameless, because I don't want him to get too much credit told me Dick shot a guy at the movie theater.
YES! I AM THAT STUPID. OK? HAPPY?
(sigh)
Erin, McDonalds is definitely one of his. It's the only thing that explains why I get screwed at the drive-thru every single time I go.
Oh, man. I never get screwed in the drive-thru!
Where are these McDonald's, Crabcake??
I'd settle for a handjob behind the Circle K.
Pinky, why settle?
As for the Dick head, Cheney's got a gun... now sing it. You all know the tune.
Just take him already.
Garrett any micky d's in Ohio. Ya just drive through, tell 'em what you want, and they'll give you what they want.
It's screwed but more like the kind where you're right up to the aaahhh aaaaahhh oooohhhh YES YES YES!
Right there...that's it. Don't stop.... and right then the phone rings and your mother's voice booms out over the answering machine telling you she has a boil on her ass that's oozing puss and can you pick up some ointment.
This is probably completely inappropriate, what with the whiskey I've had and all, but I just have to say that I'll bet Mr. Cheney is not at all skilled in the administration of cunnilingus, which is one of the reasons I don't want to sit next to him on the bus in hell.
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