Yeah I saw that Richie's avatar was on fire. I called 911. kid is gone to a sleepover. wife and I might have a hankering for some nasty ass chinese food. There is a place nearby that has these big ass egg rolls the size of a chimi changa.
I know that Richie's head is not poo but when I see that it is a brown bag on fire I think of the flaming bag of poo you leave on people's door step that they are supposed to open the door and disover/step on.
I trained my daughter to look out for speed limit signs and to yell out STEP ON IT!! when she sees the speed limit sign increase from say 25 to 50. Sudden acceleration follows. I imagine somewhere someone has played a prank on someone driving a car. They throw a flaming bag of poo at the feet of the driver and they step on it. Either the brake or the gas.
my imaginary facebook gf sez stop listning to that junk on saturday mornings or its over
An old Scot joke: couple of scots in a pub smoking cigars and discussing literature. One keeps asking the other about how he feels about various authors. "Do you like Hemingway?" The other "why yes!" "Do you like Burns?" "Why! YES!! of course I like Burns! I love Burns! I'm a Scot" and the other guy proceeded to burn the other guy's hands with his cigar.