Story here and everywhere all over the place.
Here's the thing: When you know someone's got a button then you push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, push the button, and so on forever until the end of time.
Now he can spend the rest of his life saying he doesn't have a button.
5 comments:
Poor Fredo!
Fredo gonna Fredo.
Predictably doing exactly what actual Fredo would do: Talk big and bring in hired muscle and throw a brother under the bus.
And only Fredo would think "Fredo" is an ethnic slur.
It's not about your heritage, Fredo. It's about YOU.
He's the kind of guy who gets upset when someone mentions "doo wop" music or when he hears someone ask "hey, how'd your day go."
haha. Good one, Chip.
Fredo has a conniption fit!
The Lefties are getting crazier all the time.
Next year should be fun.
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