Picturing a recurring sight gag where every time flave opens the truck door, a loose firearm, dead critter, rubber fist, falls out to clatter on the ground.
That, and recurring findings of dead hookers in trunks.
Golldammed motion detector lights. A guy can’t even piss off his porch in peace any more.
"Look, I want to help the helpless. It's the clueless I don't give a [bleep] about." - Dennis Miller on obamacare.
