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Mr. Push Up Bra Inventor

Mr. Taco Salad inventor.
Losing locker room reporter.

ttt!

Mr. In the Car Nose Picker

Mr. Silent Killer Gas Passer

silent killer gas passer is greatness.

Mr. Giant Pocket Knife Inventor
Mr Over-the-Top Carb Counter: Here's to you O Count of Monte Carbo!

Mr. Silent Killer Gas Passer and Mr. Bad Breath Breather Outer are the two greatest of all times. Sadly, I doubt either one of them got any radio play.

[This message has been edited by Texas Aggie '99 (edited 3/18/2005 8:01a).]

Is the silent gas passer the one about the elevator?

yes. funny stuff.

We listened to that a few months ago at the station. I had tears in my eyes after that one.

My two favorites will always be the cup inventor and the gas passer.

Mr. Really Stinky Breath Breather Outer

Bud Light Presents Real Men of Genius
Real Men of Geeeenius
Today we salute you Mr. Really Stinky Breath Breather Outer
Mr. ReallyStinkyBreathBreatherOuuuutter!

Though we'd never tell you to your face, you've got the breath that can stop a charging elephant.
Show us some mercy
We want to hear what you have to say, we just want you to say it from way over there.
Keep on goin'

What was it you had for lunch?
A dead rat?
A rotten egg?
A turd sandwich?
Nasty Turd sasndwich!

Whatever it was... it just singed off my eyelashes.
OWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

So crack open an ice cold Bud Light barnicle breath,
'Cuz you put the Hell in Halitosis.

Mr. Really Stinky Breath Breather Ouuuuter.

Bud Light Beer, Anhuiser Bush, St. Louis, MO.

Bud Light Presents, Real Men of Geinus
Real Men of Geeennius.
Today we salute you, Mr. Silent Killer Gas Passer.
Mr. Silent Killer Gas Paaaasser!

Last night, you had the enchilada combo platter.
This morning, the three cheese omelet with broccoli.
This afternoon... you're a ticking time bomb.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...

Because of you, a simple elevator ride is suddenly a 42 plummet into the very bowls of Hell.
You take my breath away!

Who did it?
Who cares.
Sweet mercy, please, just someone light a match.
Sweet sweet mercy

So crack open a ice cold Bud Light oh ninja of the nasty... and while you're at it, crack open a window.

Mr. Silent Killer Gas Paaaasssser!

Bud Light beer, Anhuiser Bush, St. Louis, MO.

I like Mr. Foot-Long-Chili-Dog Inventor.



Because you knew, that 6" was not enough.