7:30 a.m. I get a call from our boy, Hummer. He is outside the house of the nudist colony Subject. I told him to mark her tires yesterday afternoon so we could determine if she went anywhere later in the day. When I ask him whether her vehicle has been moved, he says that he was too busy doing record searches at the courthouse and the county assessor's office yesterday to come back and mark the tires. Unbelievable. I am wishing I was a pirate ship captain so I could have him flogged for insubordination. That's forty lashes for ye, ya swarthy scalawag! Right up the poop deck! ARRGH! Bend over and grab yer ankles!
I tell Hummer that the summer breeze and his nether regions will soon become well-acquainted.
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I told him to mark her tires yesterday afternoon so we could determine if she went anywhere later in the day.
I was sure you were going to say he peed on them like a dog!
I tell Hummer that the summer breeze and his nether regions will soon become well-acquainted.
Great! Too bad you didn't get to tell him face to face.
What an idjit! Almost enough to get me to reverse my poll remarks. Kick some butt, Polly!
Hey, if you flog him before he penetrates the nudist colony, I bet there'd be lots of fun rumors floating around about him...
uh, Polly, regarding your situation the other day, here's an article about trucker bombs
Slyeyes,
GROSS! At least I have the common courtesy to throw mine in a dumpster.
Or some random person's garbage can.
Most drivers whiz along the nation's highways
Subtle, right? Gross is right.
Did you send this to Dave & Judi, sly?
Yeah, but if he posts it, Claire or Ted Hbrg-Grabit will probably get credit.
شركة صيانة افران بمكة
شركة صيانة افران بالمدينة المنورة
شركة صيانة افران بنجران
شركة صيانة افران بالطائف
شركة صيانة افران بابها
شركة صيانة افران بخميس مشيط
شركة صيانة افران بجدة
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