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  1. Old boney guy

    So there I was deep in the trenches with my canvas napsack, my tin of tobacco and the greatest fear I’d ever known. When all of a sudden out of nowhere came this shrieking sound, it was mustard gas…

    Wait a minute can you put some peanut butter on my shoulder? I want the sea spray to flicker salty peanut butter on my back.

    Huh? Well, okay. So anyway there I was deep in the trenches, wait a minute did you want this peanut butter on both shoulders?

    Yes please.

    Um, okay.

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