jes_lawson
I don't know what I'm doing either
Member Rated:

|
OK so here in all their glory, are your favourite strips and work-related strips.
|
|
Granny Smith goes to file a complaint.
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Would you mind turning down the heat. It's mighty hot in here, young man. I tend to get ill in heat. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| YOU ARE BURNING FOR YOUR SINS. THERE WILL BE NO REMORSE! | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| I think you're being to harsh! You should be more customer friendly. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| But this is Hell and I'm Satan. It's supposed to work that way. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| I understand. But it's your attitude that gives Hell a bad name. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| I'm so depressed! My girlfriend broke up with me, on my birthday! | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| Man, that's cold. But hey, it could be worse. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| You could be Wellington McNocock. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Hey there handsome, fancy a shag? | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| I apologize my dear, but that just isn't in the cards. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Boy, it's freezing in here. I'm right under the vent and it's blowing cold air right on me. I didn't bring my jacket today. I wish someone would turn off the air. It's an icebox. You could hang meat. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| Sometimes I wish I could turn your air off. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| Your air conditioning, I mean. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| And from that, Mario, for the next 22 years of your life, you've been doing an adventure of some sort, rescuing a princess, gambling, even driving a go-cart. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| Yesa. It's been a full-a life. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| In all that time, Mario, any regrets? Ever wished you'd started a family? Retired? | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| I'lla admita, some-a-times it getsa little lonely, you knowa? Too quieta around tha housea? Sometimes I wished I'da spend lessa time being Super and more timea being Mario. *sob**sob* | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Maybe we should take a commercial break while Super Mario pulls himself back together. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| No, it'sa OK. Sometimes it's jussa hard being a plumbinga-adventuring-goa-cart drivera. Something gotta give, you know? | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Get a move on Cindy, I dont want to be late for my tee-off with Dr. Poppers. PICK UP THE BAG, DONT DRAG IT WOMAN. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| Ahhhh! Mr. James Boss, we have been expecting you. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Dr. Poppers! Care to tell me about your plans for worldwide distribution? | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| All in good time Mr.Boss. But first, let us play a game. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Say, that's a stunning filly you have caddying for you Dr.Poppers. Mind if I have a crack at her? | |
 | |  |
|
 |
 | |  |
| Be my guest Mr.Boss, ha ha ha good luck though, she is a feisty man-hater. I had the hardest time getting her to caddie top-less. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
--- Please replace the handset, and try again.
|