The technician poured in a loose collection

The technician poured in a loose collection of nuts and bolts, and then screwed shut the panel on the back of his skull. "Back to work!" hollered the boss, as Kevin rattled back to

but the technician was not, shall we say, "on the ball." Kevin steadied himself. He felt so lopsided, so off-balance. "Look, I'm nuts about you," he told the technician, "but I'm

half the man I used to be -- holy crap!" He noticed that his left side had sloughed off into a still pile. The technician lost interest and departed through a vent. Kevin hopped

up to Jason Mewes and put his arm around his shoulder. Kevin said, "Help me buddy, half my body just slid off into that sausage cat." Mewes said, "Jesus, you're still a tub of lard

And should stop eating at Burger joints. You must learn to love oatmeal." Kevin replied, "You sound like my mum!" But the burger joints did a battle royale for Kevin 's loyalty.

Burger King tried to garrote Ronald McDonald with his own golden arches but Ronald escapes by a judicious squeezing of the royal jewels. Wendy flashed Kevin her double stackers but

gave him a Frosty look that clearly indicated that they were off limits. Frustrated, Kevin picked a fight with Jack-in-the-box, and was almost a contender. Later, he limped along

on Popeye’s chicken legs & a limp Longdogger. Kevin wasn’t a winner; he was a finisher. It’s not whether you are a stud in bed; it’s whether you can reach climax without any relief

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