Fun House

With your back up against the wall, you’d still only make it about half-way through. Depending on the mechanism, you’d either have your front half stuck, merged or exploded.

I’m a teenager with the mindset of a 9 year old (according to my neighbour), I work in fast food and will probably never do anything better. My co-workers make fun of me all day, and if I told my boss he would probably cut my already shit pay cause he’s a cheap bastard. My only friend is mentally r*tarded, and all we ever do together is stupid shit. I can’t leave my home town because I never learned how to drive, plus everytime I try I fail my driver’s test.

And you know what the worst part is?

I LIVE IN A FUCKING PINEAPPLE IN ALBANIA

You missed out the mountain racists and plain racists.

And who doesn’t want their bunghole reamed by a craftsman.