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| You know what bugs me to this day? That old Tootsie Pop commercial. You know, where the kid asks how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop. | |
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| And then THE OWL EATS IT. What a fucking prick! The kid shoulda been all like "GOD DAMNIT OWL THAT WAS MY LAST FUCKING TOOTSIE POP! | |
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| The kid just asked a simple question, "How many licks does it take". He never said "Slather your filthy bird-tongue all over my precious candy", did he? | |
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| What has the world come to, that some asshat owl can steal your candy and eat it right in front of you?? | |
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| Mister Turtle wasn't like that, though. He's cool with me. T-dogg is still my homeslice. But Professor Owl has got to go. | |
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| Come to think of it, I bet he wasn't even a real professor. | |
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