James Joyner is a Professor of Security Studies. He's a former Army officer and Desert Storm veteran. Views expressed here are his own. Follow James on Twitter @DrJJoyner.
“Bob Smith, IBEW Local 432, was excited when he heard he was going to get to work on a display for the Log Cabin Republicans, thinking syrup might be involved. He has come to regret agreeing to the assignment.”
Due to the use of unemployed Kerry/Edwards campaign workers as marketing personnel, the first Ad campaign for the Rodney Dill Pickle went over less well than anticipated.
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear,
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I’ve had a few;
“Elmo from local 251 inadvertantly stumbles across the Weapons of Ass Destruction.
This just in: More evidence that crack kills.
“Seems wrong to me, but the instructions clearly show that the toilet handle goes here.”
“This job bites!“
With her husband’s life hanging in the balance, the Queen of Brobdingnag suspects that Gulliver doesn’t know crap about CPR or tracheotomies.
They laughed at me at university, the blind fools… but with my Giant Reagan Mecha I’ll show them all! MWAHHH-BAHHH-HAHH-HHAAAHH!!!!!
“Bob Smith, IBEW Local 432, was excited when he heard he was going to get to work on a display for the Log Cabin Republicans, thinking syrup might be involved. He has come to regret agreeing to the assignment.”
New ad for Coppertone in the Village Voice still a work in progress.
“I just LOVE fresh buns.”
“This floss doesn’t work worth a dang.”
Big Tex gets hip to the latest fashion craze at this years Texas State Fair….buttfloss.
Due to the use of unemployed Kerry/Edwards campaign workers as marketing personnel, the first Ad campaign for the Rodney Dill Pickle went over less well than anticipated.
Long suspected but never proven Big Tex’s drug problem is finally exposed during a federal sting operation when he is caught on film sniffing crack.
“Hey!!! Mr. Behinder, sir. Clinton then Blair required heart work. Not me!”
“Excuses are like asses … we’ve all got em and they all stink. Now, get up!”
Don’t mess with Tex, ass!
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I’ll say it clear,
I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.
I’ve lived a life that’s full.
I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I’ve had a few;
“Get some Beano, fella.”
Pile On,
LOL…I am HURTING with laughter. It’s over, man.
You won.
Sports-caster-turned-horny-biter Marv Albert sinks to new low by tricking “little person” tie-tack repairman, Toby Teensy, into his web of perversion.
I’ll show you smelly breath.
Im tired of the 69. I’ll drill ya while ya toss my salad.