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Pick up The Stranger or the kid gets it!
“Give me your snowcone little girl in a dress or I will shoot you with my pistol because i’m an angry old man in a wheelchair wearing glasses.”
Okay, do they count if we post here? What about if we email AND post?
’cause I gots a good-un…
Gee Granpa Cheney, I know you need a transplant but can’t you just wait to see if my heart is actually compatible?
I said feeding time is over. Now back to work!
I don’t care if you have a gun, mister.
I still won’t carry your luggage.
“The latest hispter food trend –snowcones– finally pushes local curmudgeon fnarf over the edge.”
You just don’t seem to frigg’n get how diabetes works, do you?
OOOOH! How the tables have turned! Now YOU are the one holding the Ice cream cone AND now I AM THE ONE POINTING THE GUN! I bet you didn’t think I would make it out of those zip-ties did you!?
Not all classic comics fans warm to Charlie Brown’s gender transition.
a birch steen was feeling particularly grumpy when he saw that the stranger staff had all gotten snowcones but forgot him
“Fifty Two Eighty shows us some of his smooth pick up methods.”
“Will In Seattle attempts to defend Fremont from the snowcone eating tagger scum. Fails.”
Welcome to the thunderdome.
Lil’ Mary Sue learns a harsh lesson in the snow-cone trade.
The Republicans debut a new ad in their campaign to dismantle Social Security.
After that sno-cone, you are getting the abortion.
What’s with Dick Cheney shooting people in the face, anyway?
“keep your government hands off my medicare… snowcone!”
Get off my lawn, you adorable bitch.
greedy, grumpy, and geriatric.
No, I won’t give you my snowcone Daddy. But I would be willing to play the pee-pee sucking game with you again.
You WILL pay for my tunnel cost overruns!
Yeah, see. If Cheney don’t get a cut of the sno-cone no one does, see!
You’re not scaring me – Grandma said your gun stopped working years ago.
Okay, since @4 is in the ballpark (and I already sent in my caption via email, ’cause I CAN READ THE EFFIN’ INSTRUCTIONS), my contribution to-wit:
“Your heart. Giff it to me!”
10 FTW
Cindy Lou immediately regretted joking about sending grandpa to a Death Panel on “the twitter.”
@ 26 we’re all only ironically entering. You’re the nerd really trying.
“Frank Chopp proposes Seattle a tunnel funding plan.”
Fine @29. I guess that means I won’t have to share my gift certificate to Bimbo’s or Po’ Dog or whatever they dole out if’n I win…
@31 Nope, you can enjoy your hot dog all by yourself, like usual.
“you can enjoy your hot dog all by yourself, like usual.”
thats what the little girl said, thats what the little girl said….and thats why gramps is so pissed off.
thanks, that was bothering me all day.
“Uh, yea, grandpa, that probably would scare a hipster off your lawn. Can… can I go now?”
The aristocrats!
“I didn’t fight no goddamn Battle of the Bulge just so my grandson could run ’round in a dress. Time to say goodbye to your mum and dad, Grayson.”
@32:
At least my hot dog still cuts the mustard…
I was promised TWO girls, one cup.
@37 Don’t try anything more difficult to cut than mustard though.