Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
That's why we called him Pops. I'll be here all night, don't forget to butter up the waitress.
I want to be cremated, but I want my pockets filled with fireworks first.
This cartoon is two things: funny and stolen. :D
Again, with the Angel eyes...Ding ding ding....winner of the answer award, settle up with her Leslie..lol, add to that...We are here to celebrate Colonel Korn, although every body called him Pop...
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