Thursday, June 14, 2007

The Case for the Defence

'Go on then, jump in. You won't, you big puss.' 'Fuck off, I'm doing it! I am!' 'Puss. You’re a fucking puss. What's that, puss? What's that? 'Meow?' All I hear is 'meow.' What, do you want some milk? A mouse to play with? Is that what you want, puss? Those are some stylish boots you’re wearing, puss. Puss.' And that's why I killed him, Your Honour.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

'Hey, aren't you Willy the One-eyed Milkman?"
"According to your mum I am, boy."
'But why did she refer to you as her "GArbage-man Lover?"
"Ah that's because I once emptied my sack in her back passage."
"You sick fuck...."

Anonymous said...

"CUNT!"

"WANKER!"

Anonymous said...

"Hey, look! Booty!"
Roger turned and ran, once again skipping out on his pirate-pilates class.

Anonymous said...

"Don't point! You'll have someone's eye out."

Nightfall said...

Good on you, Anonymous.

Josh said...

Good, but redundant.

Still, not your fault I recycle my images far apart so people won't notice...

Reverend Frag said...

"BOLLOCKS! It was on your other eye yesterday. Bol-effing-locks!"

"...bollocks indeed."

Anonymous said...

"What happened to your eye?"
"Jack was wanking again"
"But Jack lives on that island all the way over there!"
"Ah, he's a powerful swimmer and so are his sperm".

Col Wilson said...

- "Go on pull my finger."
- "O, grow up farty boy."

Reverend Frag said...

"Hey! You stole my patch!"

Anonymous said...

"Stephen!! That's no fair, I thought we agreed that I would wear the fashionably out of date swim trunks to the Gay Swimmers Awards!"