The Conservative Cave
Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: Big Dog on December 12, 2013, 07:10:15 AM
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Pretzel Warrior's mother came to Conservative Cave, looking for her little lost son. She said he was last seen leaving Skin's Island in a leaky boat with one oar, drifting toward the mainland.
I offered the kindly old woman a seat. She looked at me with concern. Without a word, I handed her this morning's newspaper:
(http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/luvthatdrtywata/14770536/294847/294847_640.jpg)
She began to weep. "If I told him once, I told him a thousand times- beware of badgers!"
I patted her hand and showed her to the door.
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Stupid badger. How's he going to get that taste out of his mouth?
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Stupid badger. How's he going to get that taste out of his mouth?
By licking it's butt...
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By licking it's butt...
Badgers we don't need no st.....Oh f*** it.