Pope grabs drive-through snack on way to airport - more at 6Captions anyone?
(Image courteously ripped off from ABC news - thanks Aunty xx - original article here)
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30 comments:
A Pope took my baby!!
These babies are making me thirsty!
and...
Pope: Smell that? You smell that?
Bishop: What?
Pope: Babies, son. Nothing in the world smells like that. I love the smell of babies in the morning.
"Would you like lies with that?"
"A gringo took my baby!"
"Zee chilt-ren are our future. Ve muss handle zem as carefully as zee Strad-ee-var-ious. Vee muss not, however, be kiddee fittlers."
"Yes, but what does its brains taste like?"
Have you got your chainsaw assembled yet, Perseus?
Is that a euphemism?
If so, no is the answer.
If yes, no is also the answer.
What on earth could "have you got your chainsaw assembled yet" be a euphemism for?
I mean, if 'no', then 'no' is also the answer.
Whatever.
What on earth could "have you got your chainsaw assembled yet" be a euphemism for?
It's all in how you say it, Ramon.
For instance, if you found yourself hanging out with lumberjacks and leered, "Have you got your chainsaw assembled yet, nudge nudge, wink wink", you'd walk away with a black eye and some broken bones.
Not many lumberjacks in Preston Boogey, but thanks for the warning.
Not many lumberjacks in Preston Boogey, but thanks for the warning.
Clearly the Preston tourism board isn't doing enough to market itself to French Canadian timber-workers then.
I'd be outraged if I paid rates down your way.
The chainsaw is in pieces on my laundry floor, as is my life.
So it's still safe to hitchhike through your sleepy hamlet then, Perseus?
The Preston Tourism Board is currently workshopping a couple of options
"Preston, where the bloody hell is it?"
"Visit Preston - now with 25 per cent fewer dead-eyed junkies wandering the streets" or
"Preston - home to Desci, Melbourne's most beloved blogger.
Oh and also that weird cunt Ramon Insertnamehere".
It could still turn into Wolf Creek down here, except the Emo version, where I kill unsuspecting teenagers with my incessant whining.
"Preston - your gateway to West Heidelberg"
I've always found the best way of visiting West Heidelberg is in a car.
Driving fast.
With the windows wound up.
It's one thing to say that y'all are from Preston, but are you from chav East Preston, funky South Preston, or snooty West Preston?
The world awaits with abated breath.
South Preston, Boogey.
How is it you are switched on to the many moods of Preston?
I consulted the high Oracle of all wisdomia electronica.
Known to you common folks as Wikipedia.
The one caption that's already there had me laughing my butt off.
"New drive-thru service for Catholic clergy"
Apparently we've all been shown up for tiny minded scum.
Come again John?
I think what John meant to say was "Apparently we've all shown up for some tiny window-wind-y cum." (Glad to help out there John.)
"Pope Benedict personally handing out showbags at Randwick today."
INH:
'Preston: At least it's not Reservoir.'
You only say that because you don't live in funky, groovy Sarf Preston, Dess.
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