Monday, May 05, 2008

Our Food Make Stomach Rumbly.

I haven't posted any pics from Engrish.com lately. It's time I tossed up a few, for your perusal.

"HONEY, I SEE THE BABY RUNNING AFTER US..."


"JUST LIKE MOMMA USED TO MAKE."


"I'LL TAKE MINE TO GO, PLEASE."


"BARTENDER! I'LL HAVE WHAT HE'S HAVING..."


"DAMMIT, THE MEN'S ROOM IS OUT OF PAPER..."


"HEY KID -- CAN I ASK YOUR MOM OUT?"

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

YOU FILTHY PIG

1:23 PM, May 08, 2008
Bucky The Moon-Bat Slayer said...

What's the matter, moron?

Couldn't come up with an intelligent dialogue on the issues, so you just leave an insult?

Your stupidity proves my point about liberals and Moonbats.

1:57 AM, May 12, 2008

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