Ever waiting for your ride on a cold winter morning, only to find you can’t get up because your chubby cooter lips spilled out through the torn crotch of your pantaloons and your hot, steamy piss flaps are now STUCK to the cold, metal traffic barrier?!
Mammy looking festive in her Halloween getup!
Tammy as Velma….again!
Rest in Peace sweet Mrs. G. (Charlotte Rae 1926-2018)
How would we ever have made our way through this world without your guidance, love and delicious apple strudel?!
Can someone come over and help me put my pants on? Quickly, because it’s starting to smell like ass in here!