“One more time sir? There’s a man trying to climb your fence?” “ No, he’s trying to actively insert the fence post into his anus.” “Oh, I see. I’ll send, ah, people.”........
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One peyote paste for me
i did the same to my dad, not thinking about him being out all hours. after one blinded him about 3 in the morning, we had a very nice talk once he got home. i was a pretty good listener for a 12 year old...the exploding loads for cigarettes were real products....i put one in my moms cigarette when I was a kid, and after it exploded, she said God Dammit....put it in the kitchen sink, then stomped over to me and slapped me across my face....my dad was laughing his ass off.
holy shit! thats epic...a bit risky tho.We fooled a school comrade, stealing some magnesium in the chemistry class, rolled a fake joint with it and let the guy do the first pull.
did that nice talk happen to involve a leather belt?i did the same to my dad, not thinking about him being out all hours. after one blinded him about 3 in the morning, we had a very nice talk once he got home. i was a pretty good listener for a 12 year old...
The old comic books used to have ads in them for things like this. My favorite was the stink perfume called Morning Breeze. I got some..they came in 1/4 oz bottle...then I started to make the stuff myself in 1 cup batches....way cheaper.Were those real products, or just satire?
you are correct sir!The old comic books used to have ads in them for things like this. My favorite was the stink perfume called Morning Breeze. I got some..they came in 1/4 oz bottle...then I started to make the stuff myself in 1 cup batches....way cheaper.
I think that image is more of a copy of crumbs style...it doesn't seem near grungy enough to be an actual crumb work.
nope. my mom wouldn't let him hand out the punishment. his talks were painful enough for me. sometimes i wish he HAD beat my ass. his belt was about 2 inches wide. moms was a stringy little narrow nylon dress belt that left welts everywhere it landed...and she wouldn't whip us until she was so mad that she was crying.did that nice talk happen to involve a leather belt?