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| In this week's news of the weird, local hippie Sky Imafag Rainbow temporarily closed his organic market & reopened to sell specifically the eggs that appear to be hatching. | |
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| That's right, John. It seems that the word "fertilized" should have appeared in more than the home garden section. | |
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| Thank you for the lame pun, Cindy. Realizing the mistake, Sky reopened his store under the name God's Lonely Eggs in an effort to find the future chicks a good home. | |
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| If you're looking for chicks, then Sky's the limit at God's Lonely Eggs. | |
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| God's Lonely Eggs? That sounds like your ovaries, Cindy. What are you, 38? No wonder you jumped at the "Let's Hang the Fertilized Sign Over Here" joke. | |
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| After CRACKING that one, you won't have access to MY EGGS, & whether or not you go to Sky's store, I doubt you'll be getting any CHICKS without having to pay. Speaking of Sky, let's go to the weather. | |
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