A biker goes into a diner and orders rabbit stew. After receiving his order he calls the waitress to his table. He says, "Look at this, there's a hare in my soup, I'm not paying for this." They get into argument over politics and he gets up and walks out when George W is mentioned. The waitress, a little suspicious of his behavior, follows him and watches him enter a brothel. She creeps in and opens the door and sees him full face between the legs of a prostitute. She bursts into the room and exclaims, "You complained about one little hair in your soup, and look at you now!" The biker looks up and says "Well yeah, that Bush really did stink, but it wasn't a hair in my soup, it was Donald Trump's toupe, and I'm still not paying."
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Originally Posted by mord
Actually, I like you a lot, Nea. That's why I treat you like ****. It's the MB way.
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