Well, it's now 12:25, so I guess that means my birthday is over. I hope you will all post your birthdays, so that you can get similar abus--er, tribute.
And if you don't, I'll just pick a date at random. ;)
I still have one more comic to contribute, though. (Bonus points to anyone who understands the mysterious poutine/Bush connection!)
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| Well, lets see. I got half the US Navy drunk, subscribed bunnerabb to $250 worth of magazines, fight my way through panicky crowds to get to Mandy's "Nuclear Apocolypse" party (I never made it)... | |
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| ...I had to convince Dubya that my offer of some poutine was not a sicko come-on, and then tried to convince the WIGU hooker that the smell was the donkey, not me. | |
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| Are you kidding? This birthday kicked ass! | |
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"Oh, look, a joke! How original! Thank you, but if I wanted my emotions stimulated pleasurably, I'd get a whore." - Donald B. Jones III