Thursday, September 13, 2012

Speaking of hens....

...How about a Fucking Omelette for breakfast tomorrow morning.
Sent in by Wiserangel :-)

13 comments:

hiswiserangel said...

I can't believe he forgot the fucking cheese.

MissK said...

Fucking right!
And how about the fucking bacon?

rpm2day said...

Add some fucking Italian sausage for fuck sake!
And some FRESH fucking jalapenos.

hiswiserangel said...

Now that's a fucking omelette. ;-)

hiswiserangel said...

Just remembered, I'm a Southern girl, I need to go make some fucking biscuits.

Robert Fowler said...

hiswiserangel said...
Just remembered, I'm a Southern girl, I need to go make some fucking biscuits.

Gravy too? Please?

hiswiserangel said...

Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, of course gravy. ;-)

Anonymous said...

Heard once that people who are constantly dropping the F- Bomb , never get any . This is some kind of pshyc. thing they can't control and sometimes aren't even aware of.

hiswiserangel said...

Well, fuck me sideways, that explains a fucking lot, FUCK.

rpm2day said...

Your source is miss fucking informed...

hiswiserangel said...

Not to mention can't fucking spell psych.

rpm2day said...

Around here you should be able to spell psychotic.

Oh

hiswiserangel said...

Watch it rpm, my keepers are still looking for me. I may need a hostage...