The Quartermaster
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Also, I found out that kids really enjoy hearing the numbers six and seven, spoken right after the other in a row.
FAFO'd
Factory reset....
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Daily degenerate memes from my boy at work.
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Daily degenerate memes from my boy at work.
When someone thought his Facebook bullying would work in real life. Obviously not. Can't even use the ageist bOoMeR insult or try to get that last word while laying on that ground wondering where he took a wrong turn with life.
Factory reset....
It was a quiet afternoon on Sesame Street. Bert had invited Big Bird, Grover, and Cookie Monster into his apartment under the pretense of a "fun new game." The blinds were drawn, and the room was dimly lit, save for a single spotlight on a spinning roulette wheel Bert had constructed out of cardboard, glitter, and an old Lazy Susan. The dank smell of the old sticky icky hung in the air.
Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem, were set up in the corner - and in a shocking turn of events, Janice was on the stage playing her guitar - but she was topless...
...her supple orange Muppet titties flopping to and fro.
Zoe and Rosita were at the kitchen table - both clearly higher than Ernie had ever seen a Muppet before - and they were pressuring Julia to hit what appeared to be her second or third bump of Columbian nose candy. Ms Piggy's porky little ass was clad in nothing but a thong bikini bottom as she gyrated on the makeshift stripper pole that had been put up near the TV.
"Welcome to Bert's Roulette of Reckoning!" Bert announced, adjusting his bowtie with an unsettling grin. "Each spin determines your fate! The consequences are non-lethal, of course, but thrilling nonetheless!"
The others exchanged nervous glances. "Uh, Bert, are you feeling okay?" asked Grover, scratching his head.
"Perfectly fine, Grover," Bert replied with a glint in his eye. "Now somebody better get to spinning the wheel - or we're going to have some fucking problems up in here!" Big Bird reluctantly stepped forward and gave it a whirl. The wheel clicked ominously before landing on "Jello shot from Ms Piggy's tender loin" "Well, that’s not so bad," Big Bird said, disturbed, but relieved that it wasn't waaay worse.
Cookie Monster spun next, landing on "No Cookies for 24 Hours." His anguished wail echoed through the apartment. He burst out in tears and left the party. Finally, it was Bert’s turn. With a dramatic flourish, he spun the wheel. It slowed, clicking past "Sing a Song Backwards" and "Eat Only Porridge," before landing on "Go raw on Betty Lou"
"Wait, what?" Bert stammered, his smug demeanor evaporating. Betty Lou was one of the older Muppets, certainly not what Bert had in mind - plus - there was a lot of chatter than Betty Lou 'got around' back in the 70's when free love at the disco was all the rage...
Turns out, that Betty Lou had been nursing a chronic case of Muppet cooties -within hours, Evil Bert found himself peeing red hot Muppet glitter. "Maybe roulette wasn’t such a great idea," Bert muttered, as his diseased little Muppet wiener dripped on his brand Samba sneakers...
It was a quiet afternoon on Sesame Street. Bert had invited Big Bird, Grover, and Cookie Monster into his apartment under the pretense of a "fun new game." The blinds were drawn, and the room was dimly lit, save for a single spotlight on a spinning roulette wheel Bert had constructed out of cardboard, glitter, and an old Lazy Susan. The dank smell of the old sticky icky hung in the air.
Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem, were set up in the corner - and in a shocking turn of events, Janice was on the stage playing her guitar - but she was topless...
...her supple orange Muppet titties flopping to and fro.
Zoe and Rosita were at the kitchen table - both clearly higher than Ernie had ever seen a Muppet before - and they were pressuring Julia to hit what appeared to be her second or third bump of Columbian nose candy. Ms Piggy's porky little ass was clad in nothing but a thong bikini bottom as she gyrated on the makeshift stripper pole that had been put up near the TV.
"Welcome to Bert's Roulette of Reckoning!" Bert announced, adjusting his bowtie with an unsettling grin. "Each spin determines your fate! The consequences are non-lethal, of course, but thrilling nonetheless!"
The others exchanged nervous glances. "Uh, Bert, are you feeling okay?" asked Grover, scratching his head.
"Perfectly fine, Grover," Bert replied with a glint in his eye. "Now somebody better get to spinning the wheel - or we're going to have some fucking problems up in here!" Big Bird reluctantly stepped forward and gave it a whirl. The wheel clicked ominously before landing on "Jello shot from Ms Piggy's tender loin" "Well, that’s not so bad," Big Bird said, disturbed, but relieved that it wasn't waaay worse.
Cookie Monster spun next, landing on "No Cookies for 24 Hours." His anguished wail echoed through the apartment. He burst out in tears and left the party. Finally, it was Bert’s turn. With a dramatic flourish, he spun the wheel. It slowed, clicking past "Sing a Song Backwards" and "Eat Only Porridge," before landing on "Go raw on Betty Lou"
"Wait, what?" Bert stammered, his smug demeanor evaporating. Betty Lou was one of the older Muppets, certainly not what Bert had in mind - plus - there was a lot of chatter than Betty Lou 'got around' back in the 70's when free love at the disco was all the rage...
Turns out, that Betty Lou had been nursing a chronic case of Muppet cooties -within hours, Evil Bert found himself peeing red hot Muppet glitter. "Maybe roulette wasn’t such a great idea," Bert muttered, as his diseased little Muppet wiener dripped on his brand Samba sneakers...