Here is a special Holiday edition of Puntabulous is an Oily Mother Fucker!
My face is so greasy.
HOW GREASY IS IT?!
My face is so greasy…
It freezes in the cold and local school children make my face into a snowman.
Santa Claus uses my face to grease up the chimneys so he can slide down easier.
It wasn’t a miracle that kept the candle burning for eight nights. It was the oils from my face.
I will be the first…
Dear Craig,
Is this what you call a random thought? Or is your face really oily? (sorry I’m having a moment)
Anyhow, I thought you were going to include something about enough oil for the Tinman (Wizard of Oz), or oil for engine lube, oil for that squeaky higde or oil for that … ah well.
I’m off to watch Scary Movie 4 (i know, i know).
Love always.
Shouldn’t it be a father-fucker?
as for the word mother-fucker, I can honestly tell you that young mom’s are great in bed. I don’t know what it is, but when they finally shoot that kid out from between their legs they become really damn good lays.
Lovin’ the new holiday version of Oily Mother Fucker!
So Craig, do you have a problem with oily skin? Don’t keep it in, son, let it out. It’s okay to tell us, seriously.
HUGS…
Keep some garlic, tomatoes and basil on your nightstand, start sleeping on toast and make delicious Bruschetta for lunch!
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