Friday, March 31, 2006

Oh, Uncle Terry...

'You see this? This used to be a mountain gorilla. I crushed him down to the size of a rodent with a single squeeze of my Fist of Justice. Now I carry him around in my pocket. Any questions, bitches?'

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Good work! I was tempted to offer you an outstandingly good value watch, but was too busy chuckling at your abuuse of our great heritage. Even my 65 year-old mother laughed!

Anonymous said...

"Daddy Daddy please can I stroke it?"
"Get your sticky mitts off, this is MY little beaver son! You don't know where it's been!"

Anonymous said...

"Found this little rascal in my jhodpurs just now. Might have been living in my wooden leg since I got back from the Crimea. Ah, what tales he could tell!"