Stop digging, Bob. Stop digging.
12 September 08 — motleyrhino
Put the shovel down, Bob. Put the shovel down.
We’ve been dropping rocks down the hole every day or two. We’re up to a 6 second delay before Bob yells, “Ow! Quit it…”
“Exactly, Bob,” we yell back. “Exactly.”
Haha, Bob, haha.
11 September 08 — motleyrhinoTurns out my friend Bob got nabbed at a roadblock set up during a brown-person sting. State cops were set up checking for green cards. Poetic justice: Bob has the hardest time not being a racist fucknut sometimes.
Should have stuck to stealing cookies...
