(updated 25 May 09)
Drek provided by Cad and Bucko
Everyone gets double the Rat's Asses because I'm so nice - also I didn't pick this time around because I was feeling all pathetic and emo - so there's only one winner this time around.
Things Not To Say and/or Do at a Freak Show
"MOM?" (email@example.com, firstname.lastname@example.org & a lot of other dysfunctional children)
That's grotesque!...Oh, sorry, I thought you were part of the show. (email@example.com)
Mom, I brought you here to meet my new boyfriend... (firstname.lastname@example.org)
"Uh, do you give milk?" (email@example.com) Thanks for the mammaries....
"Boy, that would make a great Halloween costume." (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Point at the bearded lady and say "Hell, that's nothing! Here's a picture of my mother-in-law!" (email@example.com) What's really awkward is that it was a NUDE bearded lady. Yeah, take that any way you like.
"Hey bearded lady, are you giving out free mustache rides today?" (MrMisterman@aol.com) At the end of the day like that, you know she's gotta be bushed.
From the 2 headed man: "Hey would you mind scratching my back. Yes, because it's located at my genitals!" (DOrr221@comcast.net)
Good job we didn't bring your mother dear... they might not let us take her home again. (firstname.lastname@example.org) You say that like it'd be a bad thing....
Boy, I bet you can really give heads. (email@example.com)
Never ask the fat lady to sing...then the show will suddenly be over! (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Say, Honey,your brother-in-law sure has done well for himself. (email@example.com)
Staring at the sword swallower, "Wow, there's a new retirement gig for your mother, dear." (GerriHan65@aol.com)
Just be quiet and enjoy the music. Michael Jackson's got to make a living, you know. (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Don't mess with the dwarves & midgets. They have short tempers (DaphnetheRed@yahoo.com) That may offend Little People. So I gave them your address.
Ask them to a Mary Kay party. (email@example.com)
Say, weren't you on the board of directors at General Motors last year? (firstname.lastname@example.org) No, that would be down in the clown tent.
Ever since someone told him Democrats are made out of oxycontin:
I hear you love Democrats, Mr. Limbaugh. (email@example.com)