fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! fucking bob! fuck him and the horse that rode him!   | are we quite finished? | fuck you too! | and you wonder why no one wants to be around you. | screw you cock bite! i was doing fine until the two of you showed up. i don't even know who you are. | of course you do. | whatever. as the bishop said to the hermaphrodite, go fuck yourself! | ok sugarlips but remember, once i'm gone you'll only have bob to vent on and i can guarantee he won't put up with your abuse forever. | i should be so lucky. | | what, no clever retort? | | | | well fuck. | |
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
As I was typing this comic in,
Crazy by Seal came up in the rotation.
I had a little chuckle.
"Chuckle" being the pet name for the other next door neighbour's, well ... pet.
If you can call a Shetland a pet.
I've always joked that those service station pies could be best described as "pastry bags full of horse nose".
Turns out, I am one prescient intercourser of those that have given birth.
