The Mom Jeans:
And we showed you this one last year:
Surely the umbrella oughta make the cut
How’d magilla fit those hips through? Maybe lamont should have paid attention!
Since I’m not predisposed to looking at that part of lamont’s anatomy I never noticed that those jeans are conspicuously absent a place to “house” male genitalia. Conversely, we have ALL seen the so-called “gorilla vulva” of magilla! It’s no wonder the presiduncial limousine was a stretch “Pontiac Trannies Am”! Will the car be in the lie barry?
They were custom sewn and tailored to fit his exact measurements – plus they added room in the crotch for a large sock. Plenty roomy too – he pitched in them, remember?
The limo’s a lock, absolutely.
He “pitched”? I thought he was swatting at Tinkerbell the Fairy on the mound, because NOBODY who has testosterone in their body throws like THAT! I’ll bet even magilla can throw a 103 mph fast ball… hell, what Wookiee CAN’T?
Valid points. We’ll retract ‘pitched’ and revise to ‘flounced’.
The lie-barry needs to add few of Moochelle’s designer gowns. They might be displayed lining trash cans. Also needed is a piece of the wall Batears had built around his digs in Kalorama-Lama-Ding-Dong, with an “interpretive sign” stating that no such wall will be built along our nation’s borders. Lastly, an empty beer can from Barry’s “beer summit” would be good. If the lie-barry manager cannot locate the actual can used, he can just buy some Keystone Light at the nearest Patel-Mart.
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