So, since I inherited thst Satan-posessed phone from Jester, life has been ...Hell. It keeps trying to have sex with my computer and has knocked-up my hard drive!
YES. BUT YOU LIKE THE ENDLESS SUPPLY OF RITALIN IN MY RECIEVER!
........
OK.. so it's not ALL bad.
HAIL SATAN! NOW, PUT YOUR COMPUTER IN THAT SEXY BIKINI AGAIN!
okay. close the email/website NOW and place your LIPS ON THE BONG SIR.
...eat your eyes...
i'm appointing myself as the pot police ... if someone is getting cranky or seems upset or is about to get in an argument, i'll just like, put on some police hat, take out a bong..
...eat your eyes...
And people wonder where I get the ideas for this strip
Mam, I'm afraid you are going to have to place your lips on the bong" .. and if they protest, radio for backup.