I think his name is Wimpy. I never liked this guy. I guess I didn't get the joke. Almost didn't show this. Because...
there's no joke there. Just a cartoon I never liked. The Lord told me in a dream my job on Earth is to amuse you and no leaving until I do such.
Then he came back and said this doesn't cut it. Try harder.
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Perfect.
Wimpy was great.
The wimpy ruiner in chief, not at all great.
Chip yam what he yam.
I could see Wimpy doing a nice soft shoe routine. Ya know, where they spread sand on stage and the guy, it's always a guy, shuffles around on it. A Wimpy appropriate turn.
"I'll gladly Pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today."
The joke was that you could tell Wimpy just pulled "Tuesday" out of his ass. He could have said "it's an investment in our future", or "it's cheaper to buy me a hamburger today than it will be Tuesday" or "the hamburger is for the children", but Wimpy was from a simpler time when bullshit took less words. Now we have urban legends from Montana.
In this PC era, how could a cartoon character be called "Wimpy!"
I never understood Popeye's interest in Olive Oyl.
She was a toothpick, plus kept falling for Bluto.
As a kid, it made me think that spinach made you a little estupido.
That was before my adolescence, and things became a little clearer, Olive-wise.
I never understood Popeye's interest in Olive Oyl.
The fighting over the pussy is precisely what makes the pussy so desirable!
Olive Oyl gave great head, and Wimpy had great weed, that's why he was always jonesin' for hamburgers. Do you all understand now??
Undoubtedly, Spinelli.
And, like all whores, Olive Oyl enjoyed the fighting over her wares, and did both boys.
It's not so much a mustache as nose hair.
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