Showing posts with label Don Ameche. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Don Ameche. Show all posts

Thursday, April 15, 2021

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Jesus.


"You know, on second thought, yeah, we should just call it a hoverboard again."

Friday, February 21, 2014

Door Organizer Was Skeptical.


Door Organizer was skeptical.


So were Two Hand Towels On The Oven.


Lightbulb Packs couldn't believe what he was hearing.


Combination De-Icer/Scraper just got back from Monsters University.


Coffee Machine at Dunkin Donuts shed a red tear.


Building on 44th Street just winked and smiled.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Brad For Goodness Sake!



Some assorted nuggets from the desk of Brad Harvey's notebook:

• What's the plural for MILF? MILVES?

• I wonder if two identical twins ever fucked each other.

• Gasoline was probably a bad poultice (SP?) for that baby fox. Rethink.

• Tattoo idea! Chinese infant in a headlock

• Tic Tac still in my pee hole. Next steps?

• Old lady hair. Hilarious! Write a bit about that!

• Can anyone at the park tell I fucked that totem pole?

• Pay Mason to (illegible) for those capoeira (SP?) lessons for Juney

• Apologize to Ryan's Mom about that thing with the thing. Stupid!

• That valet company hasn't called about the job yet. Time to firebomb?

• Why did that German chick have a cock? Do they all? Still, HOT.

• Bowflex: 5 payments left.

• Reminder: STOP MASTURBATING AT THE GOODWILL!!!!

• Dr. Alavar said that wasn't a lump after all. That was a second testicle. So why is my pee cloudy? This could be a Yellow Pages radio script! Still hungry after those chimichangas. What are birds?