Chase the Weaselby Chase Spergen ![]() November 10, 2003 All around the Crunchberry bowl
the monkey chased the weasel. The monkey thought it was fuckin' funny until "POP!" goes the weasel! The fucking weasel exploded, I'm not kidding. It was fuckin' raunchy. Up and down the hallway stairs the monkey chased the weasel. The monkey liked to give 'im a scare then "POP!" went the weasel. Goddammit monkey! Quit chasing those weasels! There's no way we're getting the security deposit back now. Christ on a bike! Back and forth in front of the T.V. the monkey chased the weasel. And just before the start of the O.C. "POP!" goes the weasel! I AM NOT FUCKING KIDDING AROUND, MONKEY! It's like Vietnam in here! You think I'm going to be able to convince girls that "Weasel Gore" was a wallpapering option? You're on thin, thin fucking ice, monkey. Through the day and all through the night the monkey chased the weasel. The weasel he did put up a good fight but still, "POP!" went the weasel. All around the goddamned house Chase, he chased the monkey. He'd teach that ape to mess up his pad… then "POP!" goes the weasel! FUCK! That's it, I give up! Do what you want monkey. Hey, don't give me that sad face. Okay, okay, you're still my buddy. Come to think of it, we do seem to have a pretty bad weasel infestation in this place. Probably a good thing I've got a monkey, actually. Quote of the Day“May those who love us, love us, and those who don't love us, may God turn their hearts, and if he doesn't turn their hearts, may he fuck them up so I'll know not to trust cripples.”-Old Irish Proverb, Jr. Fortune 500 CookieThat weird smell in the office: It's you, dude. Stay out of the sun this week at your doctor's request; he's tired of seeing you shirtless. This week's lucky prom dates: Mom's hot friend "Aunt" Chyniqua, Baseball Commissioner Bud Selig, a randomly selected pro wrestler, entire cast of Revenge of the Nerds, or six of the seven dwarves: Sneezy's got cancer.Try again later. Top 5 Worst Things to Hear in a Blackout
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