so I ran the van

 

to the car wash...

 

and tipped over spilling

 

soap and water everywhere..

 

I was driving my Ford Fiesta to pick up some lotion, mags, and beer down a dirt road when all of a sudden I suddenly remembered I wasn't wearing pants! I thought to myself "Again?" I then had a though. I need to pick up more spongebob undies from wal mart along with some toilet paper, and kitty litter. So as fast as I could get to the tool rental aisle, my ATM card burst into flames, and I knew Diebold would be on the look-out for a person who was of the lady in the store and buy some green beans in the vegatable isle. For that would not give me gas. So I looked for special kind of lubricant that stops that burning on my wet clutch pack in my truck. But the voices told me to grab my to go to ailes five gear because I am going to poop pecans on top of a 1963 Chevy Malibu, if I don't get to the toilet. Then I'll replace the alternator on a mystique just for the fun. Once the alternator is in. I went to clean my muffler bearings but OSHA arrived with a gas mask to say you shouldn't let Flip help empty the poop tank if a flame source could ignite the fumes. Because everyone could catch a buzz and then be burned to a crisp if they didn't find the fire hose and wash the grease off. I soon began to realize gravy was spewing from the back side of the lady's dress but it wasn't gravy. It was something completely different that only Bill Clinton could explain, because he was the President of the Coalition for fowl smelling Farts. We really need to find a way to get that odor out of Chad's wife's feet. May we could spray them off with some Motor oil and beer because the motor oil will seal in the juicy goodness and the beer will cause the nails to grow stronger, and kill the foot smell until dries her feet with Spongebob Underwear, so the smell actually wasn't her feet at all. It was from Curts van exhaust, that she had been standing by when the van backfired and sprayed her foot when it sprayed her foot. She screamed and it scared Curtis so bad he pooped. Making his van smell, bad. It sure is a good thing Curt keeps a Port-a-potty in his van to use on such occasions as this. Too bad it backed up so I ran the van to the car wash and tipped over spilling soap and water everywhere.

 

Friggin halarious!!!

 

Wlhat a hoot, and to think we all created that tail. So, maybe it needs to continue with:

With water running everywhere....

 

Del slipped and fell in

 

for his first bath in

 

weeks, after having been offroading

 

in the wild and wooly

 

Austrailian Outback. Since it was

 

blue water (from the portapot)

 

Dell was also blue so

 

people called him a smurf.