Both kids love the magic of gumball machines (as do I) and I've noted it on these pages in the past; however, while Zachy will always opt for superballs, Miranda's tastes change. Lately she has been insisting on these snap-n'-glow crosses. She has no concept of any meaning attached to them - to her they are beautiful objects that she covets and then admires as they hang glowing from the bunkbed above her as she falls asleep. I, on the other hand, find them to be something of great amusement. Nothing says "My ass has been saved, mutha-fucka. Now get back in that trailer and get me a Pabst and a chicken-potpie, bitch!" in quite the same way. I only wonder whether it should be said at all?
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yeah, say it, but only if you can do a really loud gumba accent with oily hair in a wife-beater t-shirt. i can't think of any other stereotype that is as loud and obnoxious as that thing. but that's just my personal take on the matter.
yeah, say it, but only if you can do a really loud gumba accent with oily hair in a wife-beater t-shirt. i can't think of any other stereotype that is as loud and obnoxious as that thing. but that's just my personal take on the matter.
Amen brother - you fookin nailed it mang!
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