Freudian Slips: No Tailgating

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Life takes us many places. It's a box of chocolates and a Hansel and Gretal trail of candy wrappers. I have filmed as an actor in The Happening, Invincible, The Lovely Bones, The Bounty Hunter, The Greek American, Bazookas, Limitless, TV's Its Always Sunny in Philly, Outlaw, New York, The Warrior, The Nail, Game Change, Cold Case, & commercial work includes The Philadelphia Eagles, Septa, Coors, Turbo Tax & Carnival Cruises. Freudian Slips spotlights irony in short story format.

June 19, 2007

No Tailgating

If this vehicle is powered by baked beans, we can reduce our dependency on oil. Emissions are another story all together.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wouldn't want to be stuck in traffic be-hind this guy!

5:37 AM  
Blogger Joe Tornatore said...

anonymous,
That would be EXHAUSTing.

7:53 AM  
Blogger mommanator said...

guess he didn't like wearing depends!

9:00 AM  
Blogger Joe Tornatore said...

mommanator,
DEPENDS on the length of the trip.
Marlyand can be done with depends.

5:00 PM  
Blogger Zelda Parker said...

There is a chap in your office that may be interested in new modes of trnasportation>

6:33 PM  
Anonymous Catherine Mary said...

Joe, That looks like Grandmom Klein's out house when she lived in the Meadows. Open the door, out came the flies and the stink.

8:41 PM  
Blogger Joe Tornatore said...

zelda,
What mick are you referring to?

catherine mary,
Don't forget about the rats?

10:46 PM  
Anonymous Catherine Mary said...

Joe, I must admit, I never saw a rat. If I had I would never have gone to that house again. They did however have a chicken farm. Gloria and I went to grandmom's house every Sunday because my mom worked about a hundred feet away from the house. Grandmom always cooked fried chicken and we ate it. UNTIL...the dreadful day when we saw her chop the head off of the chicken. Needess to say we never ate one of her chickens again...BECAUSE my mother's chicken did not have heads. From that day on my mother had to bring chicken to dinner for Gloria and I. To add insult to injury grandmom had to cook that chicken too. Now looking back, the chicken just got all mixed up, and we ate her chicken too

12:51 PM  

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