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"Good boy. A little more tongue next time, M'kay?" |
*lick* |
"I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus." (I miss Beavis and Butthead.) |
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"Damn wife! Kissing Santa Claus , my ass! It's July 11th!" |
"I see on your resume, Miss Johnson, that you have great breasts, and I really think you have what it takes to go all the way in this company." |
"We've noticed that you don't wear pants to work anymore. Any special reason for this?" |
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"No, just, don't touch-- ouch!" "Lemme jus' get that outta--" "That's your foo--- hey!" "Oh, sorry." |
"hey, buddy. You think you're too good for a hat?" Peer-pressure at it's worse. (hi Haight, Gizm) |
Betty writes on circular paper so she doesn't hurt herself. |
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"I kinda like wearing the apron." "That's nice, dear." "I'm also wearing your underwear." "That's nice, dear." |
She always knew it was a mistake moving to san francisco |
He's humphrey bogarting |
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