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Every time there's a gay pride parade, an angel gets his wings.
Uh-huh. I've showed you mine, now you show me yours. Good luck. See you Saturday for the winner. Same batty place, same batty channel.


CatLadyLarew said…
Clarence was hoping to get his real wings after the parade... won't somebody ring the damn bell?
moooooog35 said…
It was on or about this time that God decided he'd had enough.
moooooog35 said…
..and that's the day I decided to go straight.
Anonymous said…
I'm with Don on this one!

Double gross!

And..where do you find these precious gems?


AND...too funny your word veri right now? winkingi!

I kid you not!
Me-Me King said…
Melvin embraces the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy.
Me-Me King said…
Not only is Melvin wresting with his saint and sinner sides, he's also wrestling with keeping his pants up - or maybe not.
Skip Simpson said…
Now, that was something completely different!
As the police report would later reflect, Howard's GPS had inadvertently taken him to Charlotte, North Carolina and their "Dale Earnhardt Jr. Day" parade.
You've heard of the Million Man March? Well, Welcome to the "Hundred Homo Frolic".
moooooog35 said…
Geppetto couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed at how his little boy ended up turning out.
Kirsten said…
How could his mother let him go out looking so ridiculous! That rainbow headband is waaaayyyy too much!! LOL!
ReformingGeek said…
"Hey Sweet Thing! Have I got a crack for you. Want to see me spin around?"
renalfailure said…
This is one fairy I won't be clapping for when he drinks Peter Pan's poisoned medicine...
Donna said…
He must of got his wings from Tinkerbell,so he can see how high he can get on crack.I wonder if you were to push that button below his tummy,can he really fly.HA!
"Hey, guys, does my hair look OK? I want to look my best for the parade."
Bob knew his wife and kids were going to be disappointed when he walked by and waved to the crowd, but, frankly, he didn't give a flying fuck anymore.
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