Now I feel like Mush Mouth from Fat Albert.

Or maybe good old JR, Jim Ross.

Oh man. My seat in Hell just got a lot better. Or worse.
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What if you had no control over your life? What if it wasn't about destiny, fate, or even divine intervention? What if every whimsical, tragic and random event to happen to you was just... someone else's entertainment? Well, that’d be my life. Welcome, to “Screw Big, Dumb American!”
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I hate the dentist. It is the worst doctor ever!
You know, this has got to be one of the meanest things I've ever read... but I admit, it is good to see someone else willing to make a J.R. Bells Palsey joke.
I do what I can. Besides, you know you would have too if you'd gone to the dentist.
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