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Originally posted by Rascal
With a wry smile, Gaga turns from the TV screen in the Trattoria kitchen and pops a whole meatball into her mouth. She thinks of all the shady tweets she might post, then coughs on the hair lying within the mincemeat.
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Gaga squeals in rage "THAT'S IT!" ripping off her semen'd chef hat. "I quit!" she arrogantly groans, giving a transgendered grin. Suddenly, an infected rodent bursts out from a fresh plate of lasagna.
"What the **** is that thing?!" she huskily moans. It PLANTS itself on Gaga's nose, clawing away as boogers mixed with blood smear on the floor.
"I'm not cleanin' that!" slurs the lazy, overweight dad.