Saturday, May 15, 2010

No, I'm the sheet slitter's son.

I saw this on fark.com today and it made me break out in a rash. Enjoy!




You must slit the sixth sick sheet slitter's son's sheet, secure it next
to the toy boat from the Hackensack Socko Kicky-Sack Sack Kickers'
picnic in Secaucus, stretch it past the sack pickers' station and the
sock plucker's chute, and pick a sack, pluck a sock, and flick the plug,
so I can put the pea in the plucked sock with the picked sack for
ballast and bounce it off the rubber baby buggy bumper, into the Parker
Packard purple pewter pressure pump. Is that understood?

4 comments:

  1. I don't know how you wrote that down, but I am impressed. Funny. :)

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  2. Is what understood? Who are you? What is this terrible place?

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  3. FB: It's hell on rollerskates! LOL.

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