One of mine is Cousin Eddie: Merry Christmas! Shitter was full!"
The above is only one of my many favorites. LOL!
The above is only one of my many favorites. LOL!
Mine to: Shitter's full!One of mine is Cousin Eddie: Merry Christmas! Shitter was full!"
The above is only one of my many favorites. LOL!
That whole rant was epic.“Wheres the Tylenol”
When Clark tells Eddie his RV looks nice parked in the driveway. Eddie responds, "
"Yeah, it sure does. But, don't you go falling in love with it now, because, we're taking it with us when we leave here next month. [Clark nearly chokes on his drink]"
Way too many, but We use “something real nice” all the time.
BTW - are you in Hendersonville?
When Clark tells Eddie his RV looks nice parked in the driveway. Eddie responds, "
"Yeah, it sure does. But, don't you go falling in love with it now, because, we're taking it with us when we leave here next month. [Clark nearly chokes on his drink]"
Yeah i cant type all that rant..lolThat whole rant was epic.
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas, kiss my ass, kiss your ass, kiss his ass...
Frances: Talk about pissing your money away. I hope you kids see what a silly waste of resources this was.
Audrey Griswold: He worked really hard, Grandma.
Art: So do washing machines.
If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now.
Yeah, I got the daughter in the clinic gettin' cured off the wild turkey. And the older boy, bless his soul, is preparing for his career.
College?
Carnival.
You gotta be proud.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, last season he was a pixie-dust spreader on the Tilt-O-Whirl. He thinks that maybe next year, he'll be guessing people's weight or barking for the Yak woman. You ever see her?
She's got these big horns growing right out above her ears. Yeah, she's ugly as sin, but a sweet gal. And, a hell of a good cook.
I hope nobody I know drives by and sees me standing in the yard staring at the house in my pajamas.
If they know you’re dad, they won’t think anything of it.
Ya know that metal plate in my head? I had to have it replaced with a plastic one. Every time Catherine would rev up the microwave, I'd wet my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour. So over at the VA, they had to replace it with a plastic one that is not as strong. So
I don't know if I oughta' go sailin' down no hill with nothin' between the ground and my brains but a piece of government plastic.
Do you really think it matters, Eddie?
Well see, the plate runs right underneath my part right here? Over here, there's nothin' but here - if this gets dented - then my hair just ain't gonna look right.
... barking for the Yak Woman.
Cousin Eddie is a great American.