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Not sure I wrote this. Maybe T did. Maybe I did. Does it matter?
I know you saw this coming. Sometimes it’s nice to give the audience what they expect.
I couldn’t come up with a groovy, click-baity title so I just went cute. Also, I wonder why Verne just doesn’t turn on the hot tub. Maybe it is on and it’s so cold that it doesn’t matter. Okay. Let’s go with that.
Revenge is a dish best served flash-frozen.
Trapped fart bubbles are the worst.
I hate when that happens.
Really nice work by T today. My only comedic contribution is the word, “butt.”