Thursday, April 3, 2008

Oh That Sasquatch

I was camping once, minding my own business. I was with a woman in a tent, pleasing her and whatnot.

I rose from her crotch to see a look of horror on her face. It was a look I’d grown accustomed to over the years. She was frozen with fear but was able to throw a glance to the side of the tent. I turned and was met by the red-eyed gaze of a curious sasquatch. I slipped out from within the tent and confronted the perverted beast.

“Friend?” He managed retardedly before I punched the fucker in the face.


BilliardSnowBunny said...

Lefty one..
But the sets went hill-hill every time and our buddy was going thru withdrawls.

BilliardSnowBunny said...

one = won* jesus.. time for me to go back to school.

frank said...

Champ's don't need to go to school, only win.