I haven’t laughed this hard in a shlong time. Did I just say shlong? Someone’s got weiner on the bean! Here’s Street Carnage’s commentary on the clip you see above…
What ever happened to men dying like men? When a monster comes at you, smirk and and start singing the national anthem (the toughest song I can think of) and when your car starts to flip over, pull out a picture of a topless lady and say “Nice boobies”
More… What ever happened to men dying like men? When a monster comes at you, smirk and and start singing the national anthem (the toughest song I can think of) and when your car starts to flip over, pull out a picture of a topless lady and say “Nice boobies”. Then when you catch on fire in your truck, don’t run around, screaming like a fairy or something! Sit in your truck, pull out a steak from the glove box over there and start cooking it on your flaming lap. You could even say something like: “I’ll flip you over when you’re done if you flip me when I’m done.” Then chuckle, and quietly say “Ouch.”
Die Like a Man for God’s Sake (via StreetCarnage.com)
Neal Lynch 