WHERE DOES HE FIND THEM?

This is a stinker. Normally I'm a firm opponent
of capital punishment but I would volunteer to
throw the switch on these people.
I'm not going to mess you about on this one.
500 days off purgatory even if you only manage
to get through a couple of minutes of it.

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WHERE DOES HE FIND THEM? — 9 Comments

  1. This reminds me of the worst alcohol I ever drank. It was in a really strange little Italian cafe, with concrete floor, no windows and plastic red-and-white checked tablecloths, and it arrived in a motor oil container (perhaps a giveaway?) and was marked “red wine” in very straggly large handwriting.

    The first gulp made my mouth and throat go completely numb. But, after that, it didn’t get any worse.

    Anyway, I listened to the whole thing.

  2. I will take the 500 days and any bonus for listening to the entire song. Actually I enjoyed that song in some strange sort of way, maybe I’ve been been breathing in some sort of strange fumes while at work this week….

  3. hmmmmm…no worse than those damn chipmunk albums I suppose…now we have the “iRobot” greatest hits…actually I found the relentless tempo the most disturbing factor.

  4. maybe I’ve been been breathing in some sort of strange fumes while at work this week….

    Maybe. Or it might be that you’re just as nutty as a fruit cake, of course.