Use your Google machine to check the interwebs. It is a fascinating bit of history.You need to recall the days of parachute pants and the adolescent fascination with igniting flatulence, and how those children are now approaching forty.Or maybe it was the days of flaming aber guts. There is nothing a flaming purple Jesus cannot fix, unless it is resistant to faddish bar drinks.
Remember that a brain fart is an idea produced by a micro-managing superior who is attempting to arrive at an immaculate conception. Normally, after much straining and effort, an idea generally lacking in substance is produced. They are usually malodorous.Most such virgin births result in saviors that rely on unsustainable miracles and produce actual salvation only through their eventual demise, which is sadly never permanent, normally being followed by resurrection and a new and glorified embodiment.We could write this down, but even then it would soon be forgotten.
Here’s a Clean Concept for you, Lady: while aboard a friend’s small watercraft, I was about to use the head but saw that the tank had not been emptied lately. So I waited until we were ashore….(I know, a pointless tale. But also lame!)
Remember the BYOB on the invite?That was brain, not bottle.I know it is work, and you just want to feel the love, but you have to dig for it. So dig, and be the champion I know you can be, and bring back that trophy with the number 1 on it!
*Hot Rod* almost 9 years ago
Fuchi Capesta
Meh~tdology, fka Pepelaputr almost 9 years ago
Can you light a brain fart?
The Old Wolf almost 9 years ago
a.k.a. Taco Bell.
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Get thee behind me, satin.
William Neal McPheeters almost 9 years ago
Gu bheil e furasta dhuibh a ràdh.
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
And then, Dirty Duck says, “La pissoir is that way, greenhorn”. Blinded by the light, I guess.(This was many years before the Paul Ruebens incident.)
Cindy Knight almost 9 years ago
If this comic was a pilot light, it would be out by now!
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Use your Google machine to check the interwebs. It is a fascinating bit of history.You need to recall the days of parachute pants and the adolescent fascination with igniting flatulence, and how those children are now approaching forty.Or maybe it was the days of flaming aber guts. There is nothing a flaming purple Jesus cannot fix, unless it is resistant to faddish bar drinks.
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Remember that a brain fart is an idea produced by a micro-managing superior who is attempting to arrive at an immaculate conception. Normally, after much straining and effort, an idea generally lacking in substance is produced. They are usually malodorous.Most such virgin births result in saviors that rely on unsustainable miracles and produce actual salvation only through their eventual demise, which is sadly never permanent, normally being followed by resurrection and a new and glorified embodiment.We could write this down, but even then it would soon be forgotten.
Sisyphos almost 9 years ago
Here’s a Clean Concept for you, Lady: while aboard a friend’s small watercraft, I was about to use the head but saw that the tank had not been emptied lately. So I waited until we were ashore….(I know, a pointless tale. But also lame!)
painedsmile almost 9 years ago
http://www.gocomics.com/garfield/2016/02/20Telling tales about Teresa again, Joshie? What’s your obsession?
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Remember the BYOB on the invite?That was brain, not bottle.I know it is work, and you just want to feel the love, but you have to dig for it. So dig, and be the champion I know you can be, and bring back that trophy with the number 1 on it!
ransomknotts almost 9 years ago
Is that sign pointing stage left or stage right?
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 9 years ago
applesauce
Brass Orchid Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Yes… that is the 1.