And we break the unadorned punchlines drought, which has persisted far too long, with this, via one of MLB’s email jokesters:
Hey, Batman, what’s for dinner?
-k-
ten billion butterfly sneezes
whistle through your teeth and spit
And we break the unadorned punchlines drought, which has persisted far too long, with this, via one of MLB’s email jokesters:
Hey, Batman, what’s for dinner?
-k-