The BOSH Man! BECOMES A SHOE-SLINGIN' CHAMPION OF KARATE AND FRIENDSHIP!!Submitted by DudeThatsBOSH at 2008-03-07 12:36:34 EST
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I spent the better part of last week bottling up my farts and then connecting them to Scruggs' feeding tube.
A few days ago someone let Scruggs out of his cage and he went to a bar, probably to shit himself. He sat at the bar and introduced himself to the barkeep.
"Hi, I am none other than the Godfather of Bluegrass Music himself, Earl Scruggs!"
"Hi, I'm the proprieter of this establishment and you must not be able to read!"
"Outside there is a sign which reads: NO BANJO-FISTING NARCS ALLOWED"
Their 'conversation' grew into a staring contest which lasted 2 and a half hours. Finally some gay dudes walked in and scruggs started jacking off, so the barkeep kicked the fuck out of him, thus the feeding tube, although the winner of the staring contest was never determined.
The Barkeep took his costume off and it was none other than The Kid Who Knows Everything!
"Whoa, dude! That was gnarly, how did you know Scruggs would come to this bar?"
I gave him a high five and we decided to play horseshoes for the next 2 years. We got really good and decided to join the pro circuit. I heard Scruggs watched us on TV and was making bets that we'd lose. Finally The Kid Who Knows Everything came up with a radical idea.
"Dude Bosh, Scruggs always puts money on the other team, but this time he is going make his biggest wager yet, and he is betting on us to win!"
"Bosh! But how do you know that?"
"Fuck man, seriously?"
"Oh right, my bad. Anyways, what're you getting at?"
"Let's let the other team win so Scruggs loses all his money and therefore cannot afford his medical bills!"
"Totally! But then we'll be eliminated from the tournament."
"Who cares? Horseshoes is for faggots, I would know."
"But according to the transitive property, wouldn't that make us faggots?"
"But how can you be sure?"
"YOU ASK ME THAT ALL THE FUCKING TIME, HOW HAVE YOU NOT FIGURED IT OUT YET?"
"All right cool."
So we lost on purpose and we're not faggots. Scruggs couldn't afford his medical bills but he recovered from his injuries just in time, so I called Thunderlips and told him to give Scruggs an atomic leg drop from the top rope.. and when he was finished, to atomic leg drop The Kid Who Knows Everything for being a narc.
Somehow, The Kid Who Knows Everything knew about the plan and averted his leg drop. He called me up and apologized for being a narc and we went golfing.