I'v'e never been to Winnipeg, they told me it was a real city, but then I looked at a picture. I laughed so hard that Crudsby suffered another concussion, but the jokes on Brucie, going to a backwoods bumfuck place means no bidet. And I sure as shit cant reach back there anymore, with my diet it only takes an hour to become crustier than Mike Green's usual saturday night meal.

What? oh. right. didnt I say I didnt want to talk about it? Lets just get this one.
I realize we like to make jokes here at BrugBlug, but I feel 'tis important to use my position of influence to take up two serious points. Guys, first of all I think we should have an intervention for Greeny, that dude gets into more STDs than I knew existed. He's living the Ovi lifestyle without the russian blood. (As all women born in russia have to do 5 years of prostitute service while the men have military service they get chock a block full of mites and bites and bumps the men have over time developed immunities to hundreds of known and unknown STDs.) A knee to knee bump? No, its his stump, its covered in red welts so large we have to hide them by dressing them as Slapshots. Have it prepped to roll as soon as we get back, Ill tell the rest of the boys on the flight home when we're fucked up as fuck celebrating with that canadian pot, eh? eh? EH!
...Eh? Customs? Roayl Canadian Air Force? Frr'eal girl?
I guess I should mention serious thing #2 then;
ARM THE DJ KING PARTY DIRIGIBLE! SHIT'S ABOUT TO GET INTERNATIONAL! DOGFIGHT STYLE!
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