Thursday, February 03, 2011
These Boots Are Made for Vegas?
Web page segment to edit: "Shop hoes"
Must have been meant to read: "Shop shoes"
Must have been embarrassing for certain conservatives if they happened to surf to that page.
"Willard Mitten Romney! So you're picking up hookers from the internet now?!"
"I swear, my dear, I was just trying to buy you a pair of shoes for your birthday."
"How stupid do you think I am? I'm leaving you! I'm getting a divorce!"
(Darn freaking interweb. Worse than gambling. I try it once, and my marriage is down the drain. Need to get those intertubes banned ASAP.)
"And don't think you'll ever be president! Don't even think you'll have a chance at any career in politics when this is over!"
(Must get this hell spawn banned now.)
Must have been meant to read: "Shop shoes"
Must have been embarrassing for certain conservatives if they happened to surf to that page.
"Willard Mitten Romney! So you're picking up hookers from the internet now?!"
"I swear, my dear, I was just trying to buy you a pair of shoes for your birthday."
"How stupid do you think I am? I'm leaving you! I'm getting a divorce!"
(Darn freaking interweb. Worse than gambling. I try it once, and my marriage is down the drain. Need to get those intertubes banned ASAP.)
"And don't think you'll ever be president! Don't even think you'll have a chance at any career in politics when this is over!"
(Must get this hell spawn banned now.)
Labels:
computers,
love,
religious fanatics,
values,
writing
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment