And that’s the LAST time I ever try to contain explosive diarrhea with a pot lid ever again.
Well fuck my horse. I’ve seen a bad can of spaghetti sauce do something similar.
Pressure cooker, I guess.
No, Nyokki, I told you, too much P.F. Chang’s. Colon blow of biblical magnitude. I POOP TOO MUCH!
Do it again!
I can only imagine that sounds that accompanied that.
Meth lab=FAIL
Nonsense garb….mmmm…P.F Chang’s..
An explosion of flavor!
Looks like a scene from the movie Radio Flyer.
I hope his wife cleaned that up before he got home or she is gonna get another beating.
And that’s the LAST time I ever try to contain explosive diarrhea with a pot lid ever again.
Well fuck my horse. I’ve seen a bad can of spaghetti sauce do something similar.
Pressure cooker, I guess.
No, Nyokki, I told you, too much P.F. Chang’s. Colon blow of biblical magnitude. I POOP TOO MUCH!
Do it again!
I can only imagine that sounds that accompanied that.
Meth lab=FAIL
Nonsense garb….mmmm…P.F Chang’s..
An explosion of flavor!
Looks like a scene from the movie Radio Flyer.
I hope his wife cleaned that up before he got home or she is gonna get another beating.