June 29, 2009 by Joe
Meet Mr. “Am I ugly or what?”
Posted in Uncategorized | 9 Comments
And he says, “Hey bub, can you give me a lift?”
[ok, that was lame, you got a better one?]
I’m pretty sure that’s *Mrs* Ugly. The Mr. is that little permanently attached thing hanging off her backside. It’s hard to find a good wife, especially in the dark depths of the ocean. When you find one, you don’t let go.
Is it good to eat?
With Cajuns, that question is irrelevant.
Richard, good catch [and, uh, no pun intended].
If I looked like that, I’d probably submerge myself thousands of feet under the water too…
…or at least get a job at the DMV.
Makes me think of Roz in Monsters, Inc. I hear Roz saying, “Wazowski, you haven’t turned in your paperwork.”
Mike, I had to go to the DMV yesterday . . . you’re right on the mark.
Did you get my mother in law’s written permission to post her picture online?
hey, Katharine, I’m telling her you said that.
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