But I wasn't here just to harass the wildlife: duty called, and we set to work building the next phase of the Wrybread Empire, the Merchandising Division. Here's Jack making the inaugural Wrybread stencil.
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| ------- Wretched Wry worker toils naked in sweat box. ------- dude, I hope you're getting paid big money for this ------- what's in the bag? ------- it's like "Zoom" for grown ups. Mabel, are you a saint? ------- a reverand, yes. a saint, not yet. will you canonize me? ------- I hereby cannonize thee, St. Mabel Deliciouso, Superior Wrybread Personna, in any case, quite fun to watch... ------- oops! I didn't mean that the way it sounded. I'm also sorry about the antenna comments if they were taken the wrong way. I certainly didn't mean to offend either of you. I love the wrybread adventures. Why don't you delete all the Copt stuff if you're busy deleting stuff? the thing is, now I'm afraid to comment because I don't want to say anything that would make someone feel in a deleting mood. ------- What you got?!? Skim milk in them titties? ------- Jack is sure built mighty strange for a guy. Must be a hormone imbalance. ------- Ay Caramba!!! ------- first the flower, now the melons...hmmm, what next? ------- what the hell is that! ------- looks greats! you two do what makes you folks feel good. its the clean air! ------- |
