About big jonny
The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
Um, I’m offended that you use the term “retard” retard.
yeah. . . er. . . if you don’t know any ‘tards does that mean you are one?
…wtf…if some folks didn’t have a different perspective, we’d all think the same, right ???…
get on the shortbus…
Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out in my yard, and there’s
the Wurster kid, looking up in the tree. I say, “What are
you looking for?” He says “I’m looking for my burrow owl.”
I say, “Jumping Jesus on a Pogo Stick. Everybody knows
the burrow owl lives. In a hole. In the ground. Why the hell do you
think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?” Now Stuart, do you
think a kid like that is going to know what the queers are
doing to the soil?
http://www.tardhard.com
have not laughed that hard in months
I have never know what to say when someone calls me a retard
Old, but beverage-out-the-nose funny:
http://www.tard-blog.com/
am I the only one that finds this shit funny. That tard blog is funny shit
You know what, Stuart? I like you! You’re not like the other people, here, in the trailer park.