A Four-Day Weekend Comes To An End
Mr. B: [as Curly] I try to think but nothin' happens ...
Mr. w: Nyuk nyuk nyuk . . .[BONK] . . . OOOeeeOOh!
Mr. B: Tomorrow comes the bonk.
Mr. w: Tomorrow Comes The Bonk -- your autobiography.
Mr. w: Nyuk nyuk nyuk . . .[BONK] . . . OOOeeeOOh!
Mr. B: Tomorrow comes the bonk.
Mr. w: Tomorrow Comes The Bonk -- your autobiography.
writ by Jean SisKill at 8:25 PM
2 Comments:
Why am I always the bonkee?
I thought Mr. B's autobiography was Just Go Back to Northern Virginia and Say "Oops!"
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