Yard Work. by suicide_king 11-21-05

Hey Pop. Hi kiddo. So, where is your mother on this fine, fall day? She's in the backyard blowin' the Branches. You mean, "blowing the leaves." No, Mr. Branch and his son from next door. You'll find 'em in the back, with their pants at their ankles.

You seem to remind me of the time I lost my pants, it was a celebrated occasion.

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possible savior probable SEX MACHINE

He is to stripping what moustaches are to an incestual Burt Reynolds. On the motherfucker!

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GOVT. Warning: Do not smoke around children they will badger you for fags.