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Tonight, on a very special "Family Ties"
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| Hi Mom! It's me, your fucking retarded, inbred cousin/brother/clone. I just found out my asshole is a Slurpee machine. Care for one? | |
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| FUCK! He knows! I can kill him. . .or devour the evidence. . . | |
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When family isn't enough and love is difficult . . .
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| I have "Hand's been in my sweaty crotch flavor!" | |
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| Er. . .well. . .what flavors do you have? | |
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| That's OK. . .I shit in your Slurpee anyway. | |
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| Very good son? Your sweaty crotch smells and tastes a lot like lilac! But I'm going to devour you now, anyway. . .yummy yummy yummy. . .got bastard kid in my tummy. . . | |
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