Archive for the ‘Crème de la splosions’ Category
I’m peeing. I’m dead and I’m peeing.
And what is a funeral planner anyway? Doesn’t the funeral director do that?
[I think it's the person your spouse hires to kill you. Also: only one person is coming to your funeral?— Editor]
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Wordsploded by Mark
December 17th, 2011 at 10:32 am
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Because we want you to use the door all the way over there…
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Wordsploded by Mark
December 15th, 2011 at 9:25 am
On the Mother’s Day!
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Wordsploded by Mark
June 11th, 2011 at 11:20 pm
Creative Expressions
Ask about our bulk discounts!
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Wordsploded by Mark
September 10th, 2009 at 3:10 pm
Consignment Shop
What?! No apostrophe abuse? Boo. I want my money back!
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Wordsploded by Mark
January 30th, 2009 at 4:56 pm
(5 votes, average: 4.80 out of 5)Crossing
You’d likely have to see a podiatrist about that.
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Wordsploded by Mark
January 13th, 2009 at 7:07 am
Prepay
By the time you read this sign, it’s already too late. Thief!
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Wordsploded by Mark
January 2nd, 2009 at 7:03 am
Empty
To the optimist, this tank is half-full. To the pessimist, it’s upside down.
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Wordsploded by Mark
November 20th, 2008 at 5:31 pm
Breakfast
Wordsploded by Mark
November 5th, 2008 at 4:44 pm
We are open
Aw man… now I have to come in. Oh wait, I can’t – you’re closed.
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Wordsploded by Mark
September 26th, 2008 at 4:31 pm