jonesthecurl wrote:That'd better be bacon and chocolate salad, else you'll be called a gutophobe.
Bacon and chocolate salad with eggs and sour cream.
saxitoxin wrote:Your position is more complex than the federal tax code. As soon as I think I understand it, I find another index of cross-references, exceptions and amendments I have to apply.
Timminz wrote:Yo mama is so classless, she could be a Marxist utopia.
Hehe. This reminds me of a cruel joke I used to play on a friend of mine after a long night of drinking and him getting a little queasy and turning green. I'd ask if he needed something to eat and then go into describing disgusting concoctions that I thought he might "like". It was the tuna salad with extra mayo, peanut butter and ketchup and "I'll warm it up for you" that almost always got him spraying puke from the couch to the toilet if he could make it that far.
HapSmo19 wrote:Hehe. This reminds me of a cruel joke I used to play on a friend of mine after a long night of drinking and him getting a little queasy and turning green. I'd ask if he needed something to eat and then go into describing disgusting concoctions that I thought he might "like". It was the tuna salad with extra mayo, peanut butter and ketchup and "I'll warm it up for you" that almost always got him spraying puke from the couch to the toilet if he could make it that far.
why do none believe in such a great god as Internet? your god Lunch is inferior!
and if none like salad, then I shall sabotage your lunch tray then I shall plow the ground with salt so if you want lunch you will be forced to come to me! MUAHAHAHAHA
HapSmo19 wrote:Hehe. This reminds me of a cruel joke I used to play on a friend of mine after a long night of drinking and him getting a little queasy and turning green. I'd ask if he needed something to eat and then go into describing disgusting concoctions that I thought he might "like". It was the tuna salad with extra mayo, peanut butter and ketchup and "I'll warm it up for you" that almost always got him spraying puke from the couch to the toilet if he could make it that far.
Ahhh, good times
I used to hang out with this kid after school (back in the wild and lawless days of my youth), and we would hide out in his parent's garage doing bong hits with Black Sabbath cranked up on the car radio. Then, once we were completely zoned, he would invariably bring up the subject of food and everyone else would say: yeah, dude, go raid your Mom's fridge and bring out some munchies. So he'd duck inside for a bit and then come back with a plateful of tripe and a head cheese sandwich. He did this often. What a dickhead.
Have you been on a diet? Somebody get that man a pizza, he's gonna fade away!
That is not fat, I am almost sure that is colitis.. its certainly gas of some sort... to me it looks like someone timed their camera to to expose at the first millisecond after a grenade went off in his stomach...but its probably a health issue...not a weight one.
I'm Spanking Monkey now....err...I mean I'm a Spanking Monkey now...that shoots milk Too much. I know.
To all you Bigguts out there I say stand up, march in the streets, rub it in BK Barunts face! We are proud to be bigguts!! Who's with me?
Whut? Why me? Just because i'm one of the rare people who get skinnier when i'm out of shape - are you a narrowassphobe?
Honibaz
I'm certainly not a bigot biggut if that's what you're implying. Your skin-ee-ass is fine, just don't shove it down my throat all the time. You come round here with your 28" waist, la de da, takin all our jobs, havin parades. I always see skin-ees in magazizes, but never bigguts. What's occurin'?
I take it you didn't have to clean up?!
then I shall plow the ground with salt so if you want lunch you will be forced to come to me! MUAHAHAHAHA 
