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| Hey, Stan..how was Mary last night? | |
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| I told you not to talk to me while I'm drinking my coffee on break. And she was wonderful.. | |
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| Oh..sorry big guy. So, what do you put in that coffee you got there? Any uh..special medicines? *looks around* | |
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| What are you? Fuckin' retarded? I put milk, and lots of sugar in this. And what's with you today..I tell ya, man..if you act like a moron all day..I'll steal yer dog and rape yer wife..*Long Pause* | |
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| So..how was Sheila the other night? | |
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| Oh my God..What's with this idiot? Here we go again... | |
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