Good Morning, DUMBFUCK!

How did the turd get in the punch bowl?  Good question!!

Let’s see…do we know anyone with an obsessive interest in all things ASS and a documented inability to reach the toilet in a timely manner?

Why, yes!  Yes we do!
I got something for ya! Pull my finger!

Really the only question left is, did he roll it into a ball and sniff it first?



Author: Paul Krendler

The Thinking Man's Zombie

5 thoughts on “Good Morning, DUMBFUCK!”

  1. Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! Remember even if you are enjoying your Thanksgiving alone because all your kids (that you claim you don't have) hate you, all your in laws now see you made a slave of their loved one, and you are such a reprehensible man that no one will befriend you, you have plenty to be thankful for. Like your Parkinson's going into miraculous remission allowing you to once again get behind the wheel of a car. That you could afford a car, insurance, maintenance, gas, etc when just a few months ago you were a pauper. See? Plenty to be thankful for!

    1. On this Thanksgiving I hope all my Zombie friends celebrate by stuffing themselves.

      If you're not one of my Zombie friends, you can just get stuffed!

  2. The turd in Dumbfuck's punch bowl got there [along with it's companion turds] because Dumbfuck likes turds in his punch bowl and puts plenty of them in there himself. After rolling them into balls and sniffing them.

  3. So (literal) shit-sniffer Bill Schmalfeldt is calling OTHER people "turds"?
    The self-awareness FAILs of this moron are amazing.


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