I Know I Say This Every Year...
...but it's my birthday.
You may ply me with genuflection... now.
Why must the Monkey subject poor Timmy to the horrors of his variegated fluids? The gods themselves, they do not know.
...but it's my birthday.
You may ply me with genuflection... now.
Posted by Josh at 5:20 pm
Labels: anniversary
13 comments:
happy birthday, keep on making this seriously awesome but seriously f-ed up comic
Happy birthday, go eat some cake.
That was the least funny caption you have ever done. And I can't get the picture to load.
Then you expect me to say happy birthday?
Heather Mills' birthday today. She doesn't make me laugh either.
...but at least she doesn't have a leg to stand on
boom boom
I would now be genuflecting in your direction, oh Master Of The Unsubtle, but I type this whilst hanging from a window ledge, and I daren't let go
Have a gratifying nascency twenty-four hour perioud.
all the best!
i love your blog.
a big hug from Brazil!
Happy Birthday. May your cake have a hook in it.
A journalist asked Makka about his future plans after his last marriage has ended so badly
"Do you think you'll ever go down on one knee again?"
"She'd prefer it if you called her Heather"
Happy Birrthday
Happy birthday, booger!
happy b-day
why should i, i mean you never wished me a happy birthday. Jerk.
happy birthday anyways, but pie is always better than cake.
Sorry I missed it.
Happy Birthday you sick fuck.
Count me in too for what they said, but far nicer.
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