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This is literally the most boring town in the history of the world.

exfoliatinglebeau:

connerguthrie:

exfoliatinglebeau:

I’ve been to worse. Rice, Texas is worse. You could always trip. 

There’s a town named ‘Rice,’ and in TEXAS? Like meat eating capital of the world? I’d expect there be a town called ‘FlankSteak’ before ‘Rice.’

It’s a small little town. like you literally blink once and you are through the entire thing. 

I’m surprised Texas didn’t try to kick it out.

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This is literally the most boring town in the history of the world.

exfoliatinglebeau:

I’ve been to worse. Rice, Texas is worse. You could always trip. 

There’s a town named ‘Rice,’ and in TEXAS? Like meat eating capital of the world? I’d expect there be a town called ‘FlankSteak’ before ‘Rice.’

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exfoliatinglebeau:

connerguthrie:

exfoliatinglebeau:

That sounds really good.

Come by the inn that what is for lunch

You don’t bleed in my food, I won’t sneeze on you. Deal?

I make no promises. It depends on how many injuries I sustain while working with Steven

Okay, now I’m scared.

I actually just heard someone say “I ate five testicles, you didn’t even get down one.” WHY??!! Why would you say that around lunch time?

exfoliatinglebeau:

That sounds really good.

Come by the inn that what is for lunch

You don’t bleed in my food, I won’t sneeze on you. Deal?

clapton-parker:

Hi, my name’s Clapton. Everyone have an okay day?

Hey buddy.

Bonjour

brigitte-dupont:

connerguthrie:

Yup, that’s how it goes. I say that, and then you give me a jar of mustard and drive off into the sunset.

I drive off into the sunset? Is that alone or will you join me?

I dunno. I’m still waiting for my jar of mustard.

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mechanicmasonhart:

connerguthrie replied to your post: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

Robotic dinosaurs my man, robotic dinosaurs.

Not sure if that’s the stuff of nightmares or if it’s just awesome.

Maybe both.

Well if they were robots you wouldn’t have to worry about them eating you.

Bonjour

brigitte-dupont:

connerguthrie:

Isn’t that what you’re supposed to say to people who stroll up and speak French? The mustard commercial doesn’t lie.

Oh, no. I’ve never been asked that before.

Yup, that’s how it goes. I say that, and then you give me a jar of mustard and drive off into the sunset.

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