Friday, September 22, 2006

D'oh!

Big Cloud: Fuck! Wasn't this your job, Runny Milk?
Runny Milk: No, man, I'm the manager. I delegate. I told you that you were handling that. I was in charge of...of...other stuff.
Big Cloud: Shit.
Runny Milk: Yeah. You really fucked up.
Big Cloud: Fuck you, man. Your name sucks.
Runny Milk: At least I didn't fuck up and build a $36 million dollar casino where gambling is illegal.
Big Cloud: Don't make me come over there.
Runny Milk: Whatever, man. Nice casino. You're fired.



How you gonna lose your shirt and gain your oxygen tank in a casino with no gambling?

4 comments:

newbluebaby said...

Big Fart No Chief.

Mel said...

That is freaking hilarious!

ooopssie!

Peter Matthes said...

I guess they will have to make it up on the whores.

Just Dave said...

HAHAHAHA...Aaron Payment...HAHAHAHA