Gabriel and Richard Swab, the toast of New York's high society, were currently invited to the Governor's mansion for a charity benefit this past Tuesday. As a show of ample generosity, the sophisticated couple have given a substantial amount of time and money to the Governor's Crotch Rot Relief Foundation, citing that everyone claiming to have a heart to contribute something of themselves for such a worthy cause.
In the past, the Swabs have been applauded by critics and predominate officials, alike, for their unswerving excellence in all things sophisticated and proper.
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19 comments:
I just fucking love you. That is all.
Why thank you, Gucci Mama. That really is the best thing I've heard all day. You're sweet.
You will forgive me Kelly if I don't go quite as far as Gucci Mama but your are an entertainment, so you are!
Kelly, you and Gucci Mama should get a room!
What just happened?!
Sir Tom Eagerly- I'm glad you didn't go that far, Sir Tom. I'd be blushing right about now. Then I'd fart. Yes, I find myself entertaining, as well. Sometimes I perform magic tricks using only my nostril hair.
bazza- That's just what I was thinkin', dude. But then I remembered my nuts are permanently attached to the ol' ball and chain (wife) and remembered that she could do some real damage to my manly bits.
Darn the luck.
One of The Guys- What just happened? What just happened, you ask. Why it was most spectacular event that ever happened on Earth, that's what it was. And I'm sorry you missed it. :(
oh well.
I think you should all get a room in some location that is geographically agreeable to each concerned. Just think of all the fun you could have with Sir Tom Eagerly as you dress him up as some kind of deviant butler slave.
Sorry, does this have anything to do with your posting? I am so confused.
Cheerio and all that sort of rot...
klahanie- What a brilliant idea, Gary! And you're invited, as well. I say we all take part in dressing Sir Tom up as either a deviant butler slave or a little fire hydrant fucking chihuahua. Imagine the fun!
No, this has squat to do with the posting and I am equally confused. Thanks for the Cheerios! I like 'em with milk!
So thrilled you would invite me along to your um, shall we say, let's dress Sir Tom in various props. I think he would make a nifty coffee table...
You like your Cheerios with milk eh?
I was going to send you some cream for them...spurt lol
Eeeewwww. Yucko. Keep your spurty cream to yourself, man. lol.
But that's a nifty idea for Sir Tom being a coffee table. Sometimes, I prop my feet up on my coffee table. Don't know about you.
Hey what a great way to get hits on your site. Leave a comment that makes me to want to reply. So here you go...have another hit...cough, cough.
I have some 'occasional' furniture. So, I wonder what it is at other times. Anyway, I put my stinky feet on the coffee table cause I'm such a rebel and I'm fucking awesome!!!
Thsi is what you're doing Klahanie? I thought I read on the Butter Jesus comments that you were gonna come and comment onmY site! What happened? where's your comment on my site? I've been waiting for it! All mouth....!!!!
PS sorry Kelly - really rude of me to nag someone else via your comments.
Re above post.
I don't really understand if these are real people or not. We have some strange peeps in my hometown, trumpton, but they still need to fart like everyone else.
These people look like they couldn't fart unless it becomes fashionable, then they'd get their assholes un-sewn.
I can't imagine them kicking back and having a chippie in front of the TV - therefor I can only pity them for what their missing!
Abide.
Pardon me one moment, Kelly. Hello 'Brand New Day', there is a comment waiting approval over at your site.
Right...I'm outta' here....
klahanie- I'll take that hit, cough, cough -and hand it right back to ya, pal. And here's a brownie for you to scarf down later.
You're awesome?! Why that sounds suspiciously like someone I know from Kansas. I'm not talking to CB right now, am I? Sneaky. Sneaky.
Looks like that Brand New Day feller is gettin' a might jealous. lol.
Brand New Day- Uh, dude, they're not real people. lol.
Brand New Day- Sorry I called you a feller. I just found out you're a woman. Oops!
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