In the car this morning with hellions-in-training on the way to work on a Saturday morning:
B: "Every tried any duck sausage?"
F: "No. Is it good?"
B: "Well, why don't you duck down here and try it out for yourself?"
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Yo Mama is speechless. Jes hope Rufus didn't get that written down in his lil black book for future repeatin at Sunday School.
U need 2 tell Bumpus he kaint go no more 2 the gym if that be what is bein talked bout there.
That is all Yo Mama has to say bout this feaux paus.
If I was you I would be a-warnin Bumpus that he had better be careful or his duck sausage might be found chopped up in the Devil Dog's food bowl one day. I have Lorena Bobbit's phone number if you need it......
Yo Mama has ben givin this sitiation some good thot and then I membered Thursday, August 4 and that dissartation that Fatty rote about men and their little wigglin, jigglin, jumpin and smilin
little peteys and this is jes mor of the same sorta egotistical pre-occupation with that little vienna.
I B thinkin U needs a family psychiatrist and think probably ur sister-in-law from NC mit like to cum over and jump in head first with her big mouth and many bits of advise and opinions. Want her fone # ??? When she be gettin threw with Mr. B he probably fergit all them petey jokes.
What do u think of Yo Mamas idea?
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