Ayup
buuuuuuuuuUUUuuuUuUUurp.... ahhhhh!
*throws away empty can of PBR*
exqueeze me!
Anyone want zhe barbecued frog-legs?
Here! make whatever you wish whittit... but leave me alone!
*chops of his o legs and applies heavy bandages...*
but save some BBQ for me!!!
*crawls away bleeding*
*chops of his o legs and applies heavy bandages...*
Oh! Yoo Hoo! Mr. Froggie! No legs means you can't get away! Now give Big Mama Sebastian a hug!
Lookie big mama's got one of them purse frogies.
Hey! that's a good idea! He can be my new pet!
*stuffs froggie in duffel-bag size purse*
Boston, New York, what's the difference there all a bunch of Yankees, some are just ruder than others.
Yew tellim Ghidorah, durn buncha chang-go-tay carpetbaggers.
Looks over at the turbaned man.
What in tarnation happened to yer other two faces Ghidorah? That there rag on yer noggin' a bandage or a diaper? Looks like its time yew had yerself a bath too, hate to say it but yew got some big ol' flies twirling round them thar dirty linens on yer squash.
Scratches herself absently in a less-than-kosher spot
Don't need more vermin around here what with alla chang-go-tays, kewbowlds and Yankees been showing up lately.
Grabs some chaw
Mighty fine! Mint Skoal, nothing quite like store bought chaw. Thankee there Crazy Eye.
Places a large pinch into her blubbery lip and squirts a brownish stream of liquid over the splintery porch rail.
Ayup.
Anyone want zhe barbecued frog-legs?
Ayup.
Throw on dese chitlins coodja?
Here! make whatever you wish whittit... but leave me alone!
*chops of his o legs and applies heavy bandages...*
but save some BBQ for me!!!
*crawls away bleeding*
Poor frog...regeneration!
Normally I wouldn't help him, but I felt bad for Sebastion's father.
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Boston, New York, what's the difference there all a bunch of Yankees, some are just ruder than others.Yew tellim Ghidorah, durn buncha chang-go-tay carpetbaggers.
Looks over at the turbaned man.
What in tarnation happened to yer other two faces Ghidorah? That there rag on yer noggin' a bandage or a diaper? Looks like its time yew had yerself a bath too, hate to say it but yew got some big ol' flies twirling round them thar dirty linens on yer squash.
Scratches herself absently in a less-than-kosher spot
Don't need more vermin around here what with alla chang-go-tays, kewbowlds and Yankees been showing up lately.
Grabs some chaw
Mighty fine! Mint Skoal, nothing quite like store bought chaw. Thankee there Crazy Eye.
Places a large pinch into her blubbery lip and squirts a brownish stream of liquid over the splintery porch rail.
Ayup.
It's a bandage I finally had my conjoined twins removed, thanks for asking. I brought the flies for your purse frogie.
By the way I saw your frog at a resturant yesterday. took this great photo of him.
You aren't good with a camera, are you?
Oh! Yoo Hoo! Mr. Froggie! No legs means you can't get away! Now give Big Mama Sebastian a hug!*chops of his o legs and applies heavy bandages...*
AARRRRRRRGHHHHHHHH!!! da cruelty enver eeeendsss....
Bertha-Lou you leave my little Froggyboy alone! He's an innocent an' there's plenty of liches on this here porch for yew to go chasin' after.
grumbles as she sips her PBR and squirts more brownish liquid over the rail.
Damn girl needs to reign herself in. Makin' a pure-D spectacle of herself.
Pulls what looks like an old tree branch from her ratty hairdo. Points it at Butterfrog and chants in a croaking voice. Butterfrog's legs regrow.
There yew go Froggyboy, now no more self mutilation, hear?
Ladies and Gentlemen, hobos and tramps
cockeyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants
I come before you to stand behind you to tell you a story I know nothing about.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuut:
First, an announcement.
There is a ladies meeting on monday which is friday for men only.
Admission is free, pay at the door, pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
Now for our story.
One bright morning in the middle of the night,
two dead boys stood up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
Two deaf policemen heard this noise
and came and shot those two dead boys.
If you do not believe this lie is true?
Ask the blind man, he saw it too.
*cooks up frog legs while singing La Marseillaise*
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Ladies and Gentlemen, hobos and tramps
cockeyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants
I come before you to stand behind you to tell you a story I know nothing about.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuut:
First, an announcement.
There is a ladies meeting on monday which is friday for men only.
Admission is free, pay at the door, pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
Now for our story.
One bright morning in the middle of the night,
two dead boys stood up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
Two deaf policemen heard this noise
and came and shot those two dead boys.
If you do not believe this lie is true?
Ask the blind man, he saw it too.
Hey Big Mama, somebodys been getting into your corn squeezing agin.
Ladies and Gentlemen, hobos and tramps
cockeyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants
I come before you to stand behind you to tell you a story I know nothing about.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuut:
First, an announcement.
There is a ladies meeting on monday which is friday for men only.
Admission is free, pay at the door, pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
Now for our story.
One bright morning in the middle of the night,
two dead boys stood up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
Two deaf policemen heard this noise
and came and shot those two dead boys.
If you do not believe this lie is true?
Ask the blind man, he saw it too.
Indeed. It was quite a shocking spectacle.
There yew go Froggyboy, now no more self mutilation, hear?
Thanks fo' da new leggz Ma! me will hav da porkchopper readi if tha porkboah cumz around again
*sharpens the porkchopper*
ayup.
ah reckon so'
Aims Sarajuana at the pyromaniac monkey
The smelly primate hoots and runs for the trees.
One-a these days I'm gonna get that there chang-go-tay. He looks like fine eatens. Froggy! Yew got some monkeybane shells in your back pocket?
You have no need for his bullets I will hunt him down.
It promises to be a good fight when I do indeed catch him.... Then you can shoot him.
hmm; holidays er comin fast like; do you know where your Beer is?
ayup.
hey guys, If you have good jokes help me with a comic strip! check it out: Unofficial paizo comic strip
Silly german man with towel on head simply not know that beer is less flamable than hard liquor; that stuff just burns up afore I kin drink it; beer at least just gets bubbly warm :)
but; ifn you likes the hard stuff; no prob
<snap> help yourself
1 bottle of each appear:
Gin
Vodka
Tequila
Burbon
Scotch
Whiskey
Rye
Schnopps -peach; peppermint; and bannana
Dark rum
Spiced rum
Light or clear rum
Kaluha
Creme De mint
Creme de cocao
Southern Comfort
wild rotgut hooch white lighten
Ouzo
Cyclon'
Absinthe
Brandy
Cognac
Gran mariener
Grenadine
Bitters
Irish Creme
Sake
Seagrams 7
Sweet Vermouth
<hehe thats all I can remember stocked in my bar>
Wanna Cigar wit dat? I likes to match up a Stogie with what I am drinkin; gives that firey glow of burning something to the atmosphere.
Big Mammy looks around at the dozens of liquor bottles that appear on the porch, and smiles a gap-toothed grin.
Now that's what I calls a useful party trick 'Freeti! Happy Thanksgivin! We gots that Cajun' chef feller cookin' in the kitchen, pull up a stump and set awhile!
Grabs a Seagrams Seven bottle from the pile and takes a healthy swallow
Ahh .. Them canucks make some nice cornsqueezins, ayup.
ayup. Send Hugo your comic ideas. Help the comic growwwww. ayup.
ah reckon so!
The Bird has arrived. Begin the feast you cannibals.
Happy Thanks giving to all.
Time to eat roast boid....
Ayup! Me wanna birdies wings!
Kill da wabbit!