Those that die tonight will be the lucky ones….
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Me: Your joke about flesh eating monsters drooling over a crematory pyre seems little bit unpalatable.
You: Au Jus?
“Those that die tonight will be the lucky ones.”
Now that’s a truism if ever I heard one. Which also succinctly explains why I’ve been so goddamned unlucky every living day of my life.
It doesn’t look so bad outside. I feel gypped. I want my deadly snowfall.
Looking outside right now, I kind of feel stupid for having eaten my wife.
Does anyone know how I could reach Bash Boulder? I want him to come over and rip the leg off my cat so that I can make soup.
reference: I was going to link to that comment left by the guy who claimed that any angry Bash broke his cat’s leg in front of his kid, but I couldn’t find it anywhere.
This cracked me up last night when you posted it, Thanks.
I was up terribly late and I must say the Ypsi Street Crews where working all night. Good Job.
I awoke this morning expecting to see human-yeti hybrids roaming the streets. Needless to say, I was sorely disappointed.
“Your honor, I did not eat my wife. Yes, I did eat something, but it was a giant pork chop with legs.”
Much Ado about sno-thing.
I don’t find either serial killers or cannibals of interest. I am, however, curious as to whether or not anyone on the planet has ever made head cheese from a human head. Do you think someone has?