so you put it one backwards and it fit better?

that joke is like, well, it's like - so old. Don't you ever tire of telling it? I'm not sure why, since dat shit ain't funny. It's about as funny as those, "Yo' momma so fat jokes," which would be even funnier if my mother were fat. But she ain't; drug and flea infested she just may be, but that's a whole hell of a lot funnier than being fat. I know, I know; it makes no sense; but then what about the way things work does? When the day comes when you're worth more dead than alive -and only because - you ain't fat, well, that's where the problems begin.
You remember that time when we were 9 and you stole from your mother's purse so we could snag that snickers? I know you know what I mean. The fat kid behind the counter gave you a gumball for free....you remember? And as we left, you said - thank God I'm not fat - and I said - well, you will be.

Happy Birthday you over the hill, fat ass hippy with a snickers

Now, You're shit is phat!!

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