Friday, November 19, 2004
Much like Martin Luther King, I had a dream last night and the only thing I can remember is that we were all at work and Vladimir came out from the back room in a white tanktop with one of those blue plastic/paper things that the dentist puts on you with a clip and a chain around his neck. He was wiping his hands with a rag like he had just finished doing the dishes, and he looked at all of us like he was simply disgusted.
Maybe when we get a dog I'll start breast feeding it.
Spectacular series of photos of a tow truck trying to pull a car out of the water and getting pulled into the drink.
"No problem, Ma'am, I got iiiiiiiWhoahhhh!" Ker-sploosh.
Some mooks take football rivalries too far.
Freep story Here.
Happy Birthday Sara