My day with Osama
I returned to my home town,(not Kenya), and came across Brie. After she cleaned my nut butter off her face we decided to go find kluckers and push him onto his back and watch him struggle to lift the sack of human flubber that is his body off the floor. We walked to the local buffet and found him grazing on sweet and sour caulk. We followed the oversized pillsbury doughboy to the back room and found a panda named phil eating bamboo. But when I say eating bamboo I mean acts of homosexuality...