The compound is under construction. Gathering enough plywood, galvanized tin and used trailers takes time, not to mention stockpiling all the shotgun ammo, canned goods and bourbon.
Damn. Now you got me all horny and distracted while I'm trying to write scintillating annual report copy ...
Thanks, now I'll have nightmares for weeks. Freaky clowns with giant packages. ::shiver::
Flan, please--not just any clowns with giant packages: freaky MIDGET clowns. Beth, I know what women want, huh?
Damn, those are some scary-ass clowns! Make them stop!
I'll be seeing those guys in my nightmares now for decades. Thanks, Bubs.
Please make them stop looking at me like that!
Wow, that's creepy. Are they a wrestling team?
Mob, I think they're a church youth group. But they'll wrestle for you.Barbara, I wish I could. They don't listen to me any more.Chris, see my answer to Barbara.
I was going to say but there is an I in midget! Why didn't I?
Oddly, the midget-ness nullifies the clown freakshow, and these guys are just comical. I'm with Beth. These guys are hot.
Weird, I don't find these guys as creepy as some of the other clowns. I don't know why. I had a great time last night, by the way. Thanks for hosting my escape! I'll be back for more Zombies. Those were yummy and made me relax so much I forgot all about statistics.
Midget clowns. Just what I needed on a Monday morning. THANKS.
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