“So then, the infidel says, that’s not my wife. It’s a goat. Hey, you all have been great. Whaddya say we get on with the stoning?”
I guess one of the benefits of the pandemic is that Viagra is now home-delivered by the Boner Docs.
“Hey, since the kid’s almost asleep, I think I’ll shoot down the street for the Agrippas’ Saturnalia bash. I hear they’re serving lobster. Hey, don’t worry, we can eat shellfish. We’re Catholics now.”
New this Christmas for Star Wars fans!
The Uncle Owen/Aunt Beru Action Figures playset!
Is there seriously a need to write anything?
That .1% has gotta be some bad-ass bacteria!
Meanwhile, with Bill Clinton…
Cocaine May Be Found On Aisle 8.
Thank You For Shopping!
“Done! Uh…little help.”
Just watch out for paper cuts.
Obamacare doesn’t cover rectal lacerations.