All is not well with our fledgling bros in Stripville. In, yet another, secret meeting theDROOLfool does not take to the new accouterments
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| This was not in our contract...my bill has tripled...are you going to honor it. | |
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| Anything to backtrack the harm you inflicted on my good name. You're name is mudd here! Star status is priority #1...i need the babes and stars are chickMagnets. | |
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| EvilTwin? Good name? . . . OWS . . . A word of theDROOLfool's good advise ... Chicks are holes in the ground that you pour money into. | |
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| oh gawwwwwwwww... his mind is leaking again...I better quicken my departure. | |
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EvilTwin realizing the meeting has deteriorated into a troublesome position *he panics & looks for the Exit doors. ____TO BE CONTINUED____
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| Your silence speak so loud i can't hear myself....and how long do i have to wear this mask? | |
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| Ummmmm not long. I am working on another idea ... Oh, look at the time...Gotta run, now... I forgot I put the icecream in the oven... on high. See ya ... if possible ... maybe ... neva. | |
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