A question came to mind when watching Star Wars last night?
What am I going to do with the Avon ladies that I have locked in my basement? They keep asking for food & it's costing me a fortune in gaffer tape.
Any Ideas?
Answers:
I'll buy one off you, then I can pretend to my family that I have a wife. She can live in my man nest with me, I'll feed her Monster Munch and stroke her face.
(Why were you chucked off before? Did you say a bad word?)
Other answers:
You could always swallow broken glass and then chug some lemon juice.
You could always swallow broken glass and then chug some lemon juice.
They can tuck into those makeup and toiletry samples they always have - they are mainly made out of rendered down animals anyway.
good old fasioned gassing
propagate.
We could use more like you....for sure
Man, you're so selfish! Bring them along to your sofa to watch the movie with you. You can eat them slowly so you won't later on suffer from indigestion. The Emperor would be oh so pride of you!
how many avon ladies do you have?
Fatten them up, skin them, and make yourself a new outfit from their hides.
Alternatively you may wish to kill the first born sons just in case.
Finally, do you not agree that Episodes 1-3 were a bit disappointing?
Hmm, a difficult problem. When they ask for food, is it because you keep going down to the basement to check up on them? If so, that's probably where you're going wrong. If you keep letting them see you then it makes them think they have some sort of hold over you - similar to the hold they have as soon as you answer the door to their ring on the bell; it's a sort of Pavlovian thing. Just ignore them, and put extra bolts on the basement door if necessary.
The other thing to consider, though, is whether you allowed them to take their samples down into the basement with them. You need to be careful about these cosmetics salespeople: they're like the A-Team, and you wouldn't believe what they can do with a tin of moisturiser and a stick of lip-gloss. Just make sure you haven't got any prisoners from the tupperware party down there, too - if they and the Avon ladies get together you'll have no end of problems.
I feel for you.
Dude, I'm still trying to get over the fact that you're a monkey fluffer. Put the bong down, put some pants on, and go outside and take a walk.
Let them eat their make up,it´s supposed to be good for you and it can´t be toxic if you´re supposed to put it on your face.
Or if they´re young and goodlooking sell them to white slavers, If they´re the old biddy type sell their organs to pay the food bill. Take naked pictures and create a sicko website for people who are into avon ladies. There are enough weirdos out there who would subscribe to it. Not me though, I prefer Body Shop !!
knock up an interveinous drip with a straw and a brio
feed them sugered water thro the vein in the upper arm
mint question fella
Don't use gaffer tape! Use old fashioned but recyclable rope to keep them tied up and a large hankie should suffice as a gag - equally recyclable - no more tape required - so now you can go and watch Return of the Jedi in peace.
The words hydrochloric acid come in mind.