What, no cider for pugs, slugs, or man-eating giants? Someone contact the Pinkville BBB.
CLOVIA: “Everyone told me they just wanted gift cards, but I think those are so impersonal!”
SYNDICATE EDITOR (to GALLAGHER): “Drew Carey screams into the buttocks of a giant pigeon snow sculpture? Am I going to have to send you to a drug screening again?”
“The crime-scene cleaning service got most of the blood out of the carpets!”
Hyuk hyuk hyuk! I liked that joke back when they did it in the 1978 Superman movie.
Afterwards, they go out to chase babes, and rearrange to spell M-A-T-E.
Pinkville has the world’s worst Christmas parade.
“Mommy, Santa needs a bath!”
To acknowledge your grasp on reality, why not call it Shakey’s?
Gallagher must buy Bazooka gum there and swipe jokes from the wrappers.