These are the remnants of the wild party I had over the weekend.
alcohol, drinks, drunk, wasted
Dad showed me pictures of how he met mom. At least she had the sense to drink a little olive oil first.
Did I ever tell you the story of how you were conceived?
(trapped by Squid)
Nothing consistent. You change the damn story every time in the telling. I wish you would just stick to the Disneyland one, at least you didn’t over use the KY referrals.
Son of Guest
Mom got pop drunk and sat in his lap as they drove cross country. I was conceived somewhere in Iowa.
During or after the potato famine of 1978? I hear all the potatoes turned ink black as a result.
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