Photo courtesy of Jose.
They probably mean Big’s Tank.
Just opened; they converted the ol’ factory.
One of the phew places I buy clothes at.
I’m reek-considering my plan to shop there.
They have a great selection of windbreakers.
Everyone nose where this place is.
#2 in the clothing industry.
You can’t miss it – it’s the first odor on the left.
We stock smell, medium and large.
All stitching done by professional sewers.
Where Pepe LePew buys his clothes…on the few occasion he does wear any.
Our customers wear Reekbok, eat at WcDonald’s and never apologize for the incontinence.
I can’t stay here, it’s bad for miasma.
Around the corner from the Big Skank
Our beef is well aged
This name would work if it was a cheese shop.
The outcast clothing sounds interesting.
Cast out of what? The window of van at a Drive-in Theatre.
”When she stinks it seems the stars all know …”
Don’t let the name fool you, I took my clothes here and now ain’t nobody dope as me, I’m just so fresh and clean.
No wonder you are outkast.
@FB 0500. That is the trick to making “ripened” cheeses. The cheesemaker tries to get them to smell as much like his wife, as possible.
So! If you are eating your Danish Blue, and you get an erection….Your lover may be the Cheesemaker’s wife.
Would an Untouchable, be an out caste
Actually, a good position is to slide to passenger side seat way back, and half recline it. Then perch your lady on the edge of it, and kneel in the footwell. Then get a good grip round her waist and then enjoy her. As she has nowhere to go, except arch up beautifully and squeal, you should be able to drive her out of her mind, in half an our or so. It always worked for my lady.
I reckon, romance dies in a double-bred. There are many better places to romance your lover.
Fairly appropriiate, seeing the big O on the left, appears to have ears on it.
Like the Big Easy only with backed up sewer gasses.
We apologize for the incontinence.
Live, from the center of the Earth
Seven light-years below sea level we go
Welcome to Stankonia, the place from which all funky things come
Would you like to come?
@seventy2rd o clock | 4:28 am: *cough*Ted Nugent*cough*
@Dnt: That’s nothing. Ever heard of G.G. Allin?
EWWWWWWW . . . that big stench of Corporate Shanghai