2009-05-13

Wordless? Speechless!


The Insultatron is literally God's messenger at the Other Side of Normal.

14 comments:

mo.stoneskin said...

Um.

[truly speechless]

God said...

Sometimes the Insultatron scares even me.

Cora said...

HA HA HA HA!!!!

Oh that God and his creations! It just boggles the mind, doesn't it?

;-)

(Oddly enough I just did a post about God today too. Wait til you see where God and his beautifully badass girlfriend eat brunch!)

Sass said...

Ahhh, the insultatron.

That makes me laugh. As in really laugh.

As in Ell. Emm. Ay. Oh.

hee hee.

the iNDefatigable mjenks said...

Hmmm...the how much do I have to bribe the insultatron to pair me with someone OTHER than Dog Breath?

Fancy Schmancy said...

Wow, all I usually get is an offer to be groped...

Sassy Britches said...

Waaay better than the Insultatron catching me on the potty and saying "Hey there, Lurker...dump much?"

Soda and Candy said...

Hahahha, awesome.

Morgan the Muse said...

How odd... I do not know what to say to that...

Soda and Candy said...

Corascope: check my blog tomorrow morning.

; )

Candy's daily Dandy said...

Get. out.

That is fricken the best! I miss Poob.

Scope said...

mo.stoneskin - So was I.

God - Not the first time God's creation has scared its maker.

Cora - Yes, I find that the mind boggles at that thought of the fondling. That's what you meant, right? ;-)

Sass - Bad news... Your "Ay" came back. And men cheared.

the iNDefatigable mjenks - Oh, I've been sliding the Insultatron some some spare 10W-40 to pair you up with Dog Breath. My bad.

Fancy Schmancy - By the Insultatron or Douchey McDoucherson?

Sassy Britches - No, no, I'm sure it's saying, "Hey good looking, I'll be back to pick you up later." It's his Mr. Microphone parts.


Soda and Candy - Thanks, I just wish it wasn't so blurry. And I will be sure to swing by tomorrow.

Morgan the Muse - I didn't know what to say, either.

Candy - I agree.

~E said...

BAH! Poo's insultatron never gives me anything good.

Usually it asks if I want to go digging for gold in Poo's pants but the last time I did that I got a weird rash that didn't go away for months!

God said...

E- I think you have my Insultatron mixed up with someone else.

I'd surely remember someone other than me digging in my own pantaloons.