It's your past knocking with still nothing new to say.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Black humour for a blue Monday
A kid is sitting at the kitchen table in the morning and says, "Hey mom, pass the fuckin corn flakes." She takes him out back and whips him with a rod then sits him back down and says, "Now would you like something from the table?" He says, "Well I sure as shit don't want those fuckin corn flakes."