Amburgers & Woot Beer! Edit: Thanks to my dad for this one.
instead of all this "how did you get in to my house " calling 9-11 business.
Thank you, I'm flattened! I made this joke up on my drive home and am very proud of it. You monkeys better find it funny!
Dad says: "You are my son, I'm confident about that. Your friend over there, is also my son, THAT is confidential.
Names. Because they used to laugh and call him Names. Credit to my dad.
But we'll never know, because he can't stand up?
None, they just all stand around complaining that it won't screw!
Seizure salad. edit: fixed the word 'call'
I want to hang by myself for a bit. Edit: Not suicidal. Just gallows humor.
Amburgers & Woot Beer! Edit: Thanks to my dad for this one.