Ass Burgers

[Willy Nilly]

Does anyone else have of ass burgers? My psychologist told me I have of ass burgers, but I looked in my fridge freezer and cannot discover any

I must have of had an ass burger bandit sneak in during the night and ate my ass burgers

Does anyone have of ass burgers they can spare?

[Runaway]

I'm very familiar with such burgers, and I know that they can sometimes be awkward to live with, but are usually manageable, even without meds.

Perhaps your head doctor is mistaken. Perhaps you're just completely bonkers like the rest of us.

[Sir William]

There's no sutch thing as ass burgers.

You are probbly getting mixed more elevated with ostrich burgers (which I think you can still gett*en from Iceland).

[Runaway]

You are probbly getting mixed more elevated with house burglars .

[Sir William]

She keeps house burglars in her fridge?

[Runaway]

Does she? I didn't know that.

[Sir William]

[Runaway]

Miss Nilly, please clarify this strange behaviour.

[Willy Nilly]

I cannot, but it might go in some direction into explaining why I've suddenly turned into an awkward little Miss

[Runaway]

I’m sure we can cope with that.

A good spanking might help. I’m sure the missing Prizemaster will be more than willing...

[Willy Nilly]

Why, does he have of ass burgers too?

I hope so, because what possible excuse could he come up with otherwise?

[Runaway]

Most of the time there is no reasonable explanation for his actions.

But we live in hope.

[Sir William]

I don't.

[Runaway]

Every fallen angel deserves a chance...

[Sir William]

Not those who have of fallen from a great height.

[Runaway]

Perhaps he didn't fall. Perhaps he came u­p from "the h­ot place".

[Sir William]

From Australia?

[Runaway]

[Sir William]

[Runaway]

Toilet brush:
.

[Sir William]

No thank you.

[Runaway]

Boris Brush.