First, I painted my skin prison-wall grey. Then, I just have to climb through that opening, and when I shimmy down the outside, they won't see me! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA-
Uh... What about the bars in the window? Are you going to remove them, or can you actually squeeze through them?
Did you all hear the one about the Polish coyote that got his foot caught in a trap? He gnawed off three legs and gave up! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA [cluck]
BOO! YOU SUCK!!
Oh, yeah? Atleast, I don't swallow, qweef-breath!
Oh, yeah? Well, I think you just LAID AN EGG up there!
Note to self: next time you see Maynard, chew his nuts off! Then, jab left horn up his ass, and light him on fire. If, he's still alive, drag his carcass through-out the town square and let...
Frank had always been on edge since he came back from Viet Nam thirty years ago...
...and, although choosing a profession in the postal service may not have been the wisest of career choices...
...medical experts were confident that he would not go into a psychotic rage -just as long as his memories of Nam, and the stress of being a mailman, never collide!
Hey, Yankee! Me give you sucky-sucky long time for roll of stamps! YOU HEAR ME, YANKEE?