No, it's not Cabrerra's victory, da Bandits' honorable deed, or even my side-bet win. It's da Rodent, computationally challenged, and dazed and confused by the exchange rate in England (simulated here), paying the asking price for an item.
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For those of you who are unfamiliar with Robbo's frugality, try this one on for size. To save on airfare, he flew from Pensacola (at 6:15a.m.!!!) to Atlanta, then to Philadelphia. He left Philly at about 10:00 EST for London. Assuming a 7 1/2 hour or so flight across the Atlantic, that's close to a 24-hour trip!!! That's my boy. I shit you not ---
Too bad for Robbo the airlines don't charge by the pound.
The caption reads: "OK how about a $10 lap dance if you only bounce on one knee?
The caption reads: "What you don't take Euros, I thought England was in Europe?"
The caption reads: "Wait a minute, I have my emergency sawbuck in here somewhere...it's a bit dusty"
The caption reads: " I'm telling you this weed ain't mine, it may sound strange, but it belongs to a guy named Voodoo, this curly-haired cajun with glaucoma"
The caption reads: "Two pounds for a sandwich, just bring me some hot water and four catsup packets!"
Apparently the anesthesia from Vic's medical procedure today is still lingering. Remember Vic, driving a truck once doesn't make you a truck driver.
Trust me, that part of my anatomy is sacred turf...no "Gere" parties planned there. Besides, if I wanted that kind of action I would just work with Gossum.
Point well made.
I have no idea where this sneaky fck gets his pictures from...he is the pee wee herman of picture taking i'll tell you. both ya mofos are sure damn funny though - vic might have a career ahead of him in caption writing (the lap dance jest is accurate though).
it is true, my flights were brutal....but FREE, not just cheap...
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