There's nothing quite as funny as seeing a guy get hit in the love spuds with a piece of two by four.
He slipped the car through the gears and proceeded to accelerate out of the corner. He could see the line up ahead, his pit crew had told him he was miles in front, it was time for some show boating. As he neared the line he slammed on the hand break to try and attempt a perfect hand-break stop just over the line. Unfortunately as he slammed on the breaks he skidded on a patch of oil and slammed into the wall just before the line.
He couldn't help it if he had a square head. Yet it didn't stop people from pointing at him and laughing at his misfortune. But then again it did come in hand for balancing a six pack on his head, which was a great party trick of his and impressed the chicks no end.
The cartoonist's hand scrawled lines across the page in a dazzling display of determined dexterity. And from this frenzied effort was born Buzz Beeblak inter-galactic super-villian and all round cheese ball. The cartoonist's hand was pleased with it's work, so it set it's pencil down and took a well earned break.
And the orchestra played on and on, their instruments terribly out of tune and making an ungodly clatter, for which the audience was oblivious. For this piece had been written by a genius, and who were they to question this eccentric opus.
He was one of the Grand old Gezzas, known more affectionately by their friends as Grandezza's.
It's a little known fact, but the original Hollywood Hills presently reside in Arkansas. The Hills in Hollywood now, were brought in to replace the old ones because they are much younger and shapely, thus better showcasing the Hollywood ideal.
The only way to write the blues is with a guitar in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. Although it makes playing the guitar difficult, god didn't give us feet for nothing.
We are living in a disposable society, so no wonder we have a junk culture.
It's a completely automated laundry. Just throw your clothes in one door and they come up the other one washed, dried and ironed.
"Hey kid, if you don't watch it you're going to end up as minced meat." Growled the oafish bully. "You know I would prefer to end up as a nice surloin of lamb, if it isn't too much trouble." Answered the smug little rich boy, just prior to getting turned into mince meat, by the large fists of the bully.