You Ain't Right Club

[GotSmart]

But the best one I heard was for my son's first Halloween.  I got dressed up to take my infant son, and 9-year old daughter, trick or treating.  My costume, which the wife and I put together, was half-Hunchback of Notre Dame and half-Wolfman!  My next door neighbor , an honest to GOD good old boy, said, "Boy, you goinna get Dog-Bit!" ... I felt like that was the reward, right there.  An Oscar couldn't have made me prouder.   And then when some of the other mothers told me they were going to call the Sheriff, cause adults weren't supposed to wear costumes, I replied, 
"Go ahead!  1.  who said I'm an adult?  2.  What costume?"   
That was like getting 2 Oscars!  I couldn't have been prouder.  

DON'T NEED NO STEENKING BADGES!  




Pat

Pat Pat Pat... ~~~  If you had told us that you were Chuckies father ~~~ You would have had a badge a long time ago,    

As the Holder Of The Stinkin Badges, I nominate you for the dubious honor for having a daughter that can scare the worst person into behaving with a single grin.  (My three daughters can do that with just a glance) But that grin would make the LAPD  R U N N O F T !!!

I propose that your stinkin name be Gipedo. The father of a seriously not right child.  Also knows as Wolfie, fugitive from the Beastmaster.  (I dont blame you.)  

Wierdo ~~~  Your head is getting too big for your britches.  You may be Not Right, Creator of this thread, and stupid enough to take this job ~~~ BUT ~~~ It takes a whole stinkin tribe of Aint Right members to create this much  ~~~    whatever.  I will respectfully ask Accidental Discharges to bake you a humble pie.  I suggest you smile while eating it.  She has a hair trigger ~ er temper.  

Since nobody else will do this job, I am forced to read the previous 100 pages to take inventory of membership, and make sure everyone has their share of Stinkin Badges and humble pie.  

THE HORRORS!  

If I fail to return, send a rescue party with great amounts of liquid and herbal fortitude.