I invite you into my home. I cook a fabulous dinner for you … New Orleans style BBQ shrimp and smoked gouda grits, mind you. I provide you with your choice from a sampling of Louisiana’s finest beers. I give you king cake for dessert.
And THIS is what I get in return. Shameful. Outright shameful.
12 responses to “Last. Time. I. Invite. Joel. Over. Ever.”
If you had invited me over for this feast, I would rise up, call you blessed, and proclaim how unworthy I was. Would that be too over-the-top?
No. That would be about right.
So, in a linear progression, I am between evil and total depravity. That’s awesome
Don’t mock me, foul beast.
But mocking you makes me happy. Don’t you want to see me happy?
Fiend.
*friend
You forgot the letter ‘r’
Demon.
*da man
שטן
dude…that’s bottomless.
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