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| I used to get into fights with speakers all the time. Usually they would win. And my ass was always sore afterwards. | |
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| By speakers I mean those things that attach to your stereo and go 'ba dum ba dum ba dum' a lot. Sometimes it does other stuff but I forgot. | |
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| After the last fight we had, I got up, put a band-aid on my ass, and we both sat down and smoked a couple of cigarettes. We reminisced about the time Marv Albert turned out to be a perv. | |
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| Then the speaker was like, "We should call him Perv Albert from now on!" | |
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| HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!! | |
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| (The last time I laughed this hard a space shuttle crashed.) | |
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