Whenever I go to an exotic new land such as Belize or Costa Rica, or even just a different city such as San Diego, I like to spend some time with their local television programming. I like to see what kinds of channels they have , what their “Channel 2 1/2 Action News Breaking News” graphics look like and whether or not the … Click Here to Read On! …
Geico is insuring everybody now. Automobile drivers, motorcyclists, ATV enthusiasts.
Lloyd’s of London is notorious for its “bumbum” policies, insuring the most inane shit: Dolly’s breasts, Jimmy Durante’s nose, Catherine Zeta-Jones’ genitals and other actors’ junk and legs and stuff.
I wonder if anyone would sell me insurance to protect me in case a future girlfriend turns out to be a real nag or a totally selfish control-freak bitch. I’m sure I’d have to pay some pretty high premiums. Then again, if they were too high, her control-freak-ass would probably notice the bill fairly quickly and nag me about the expense and I’d get my money that much sooner. “This money should be in a high-yield savings account earning five percent!”
I wonder how that all works.
[c] 2008 Russ of America
I’m sorry. There is no time to argue or to debate this point, I need you to put whatever tits you have into a box and ship them off to me immediately!
I’d love to stay and chit-chat, but I have a big project that I’m working on and it’s imperative that you send tits post-haste!
Russ of America
I called FedEx and they have no record of any boobies being shipped to my house. I gave them my work address too and again, no dice.
If the boobies are on their way, please let me know, otherwise I’ll have to sulk, and a sulky Russ of America is not a good Russ of America, especially given my seemingly insurmountable depression.
Russ of America
