I walked into the club. There was ***** Galore, and a cavalcade of Revolting ****s. Then I saw her. She had luscious, Flaming Lips, Nine Inch Nails, and an adorable little Spooky Tooth.
I could hardly stop my Rapid Eye Movement as I gazed upon her Flesh...for Lulu, however, this was nothing new, she was used to creatures young and old staring her down.
My One-Eyed Jack started to stir as she walked towards me. Her soft, Pink skin made my **** Chung. Head East, Mr. Bungle did not go...oh no, he headed straight north.
She coyly asked me if I would buy her a shot of Everclear. I stammered, "There's a Hole in my Heart that can only be filled by you." She then punched me in the Belly and said, "I hate Extreme!"
Then she walked off. I wasn't surprised though. I have bad luck with women. I constantly put my Blackfoot in my Smashmouth when I encounter them.
I really wish Rolling Stone would stop with their version of the Penthouse letters.
the band is just fantastic, that is really what I think, oh, by the way, "which one's Pink?"
this comic is also fantastic!
posted Mar 1st, 2011 ( permalink )
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