That will go over like a balloon at a porcupine picnic. pop. popopopop POP (and yes, the sound effects are required)
Listen, you can blow as much sunshine up my ass as you want, it doesn't mean I am gonna puke a rainbow.
After a particularly loud belch... Just trying to remember his name, Just trying to remember his name.
Do I have "Hi, my name is Julie and I will be your cruise director tattooed on my forehead?"
DAMN! I would tap that like a keg at an AA meeting.
I wouldn't cross the street to piss on her head if her hair was on fire.
Don't knock on doors you ain't willing to walk through, buddy
I am swinging my tits like a stripper trying to pay off a pimp, and NOW you want me to do what?!
I sweat like a fucking whore on dollar day (this one sometimes gets changed to like a lawn sprinkler when in new company)
I may swear like a sailor who swallowed the burning coals of Hell, but I do have morals.
You just never know when something inappropriate will pop out of my mouth, and I like it that way. If you listen to the words, you probably won't get hurt.
