That’s not how the joke worked. Bluto smashed it because he didn’t like the song the dude was playing on the gutair and he was at least nice enough to apologize for it. You can’t just smash it cause ya see it, dumbass.
Chris Wolvie:
No, that would have justified someone punching him out and stealing the guitar to give to a person worthy of it.
Seriously, that idiot just committed the musical equivalent of those maniacs who throw cans of tomato sauce at paintings in the Louvre to protest global warning or some shit that wont be improved upon in the least.
One friend one “joked” he would “animal hosue” my ukulele that I wasn’t even playing at the moment, I told him if he did that he would be going to the hospital to have the necl of the ukulele removed from him, he thought I meant stabbing him with it, I told him think the other end of the body that was considered an exit. He put my ukulele down and said sorry. He never once joked about distroying my property again.
Bluto-wannabe, I’ve watched John Belushi. I knew John Belushi (through reading about him. Kids these days call it “parasocial”, but I digress). John Belushi’s movies are favorites of mine. Bluto-wannabe, you’re no John Belushi.
That is Jusifiable Homicide territory right there.
That’s not how the joke worked. Bluto smashed it because he didn’t like the song the dude was playing on the gutair and he was at least nice enough to apologize for it. You can’t just smash it cause ya see it, dumbass.
Chris Wolvie:
No, that would have justified someone punching him out and stealing the guitar to give to a person worthy of it.
Seriously, that idiot just committed the musical equivalent of those maniacs who throw cans of tomato sauce at paintings in the Louvre to protest global warning or some shit that wont be improved upon in the least.
That piece of guitar looks just right to stab him in the eye with.
One friend one “joked” he would “animal hosue” my ukulele that I wasn’t even playing at the moment, I told him if he did that he would be going to the hospital to have the necl of the ukulele removed from him, he thought I meant stabbing him with it, I told him think the other end of the body that was considered an exit. He put my ukulele down and said sorry. He never once joked about distroying my property again.
Well done, idiot. That’s at least a hundred grand you just destroyed.
Bluto-wannabe, I’ve watched John Belushi. I knew John Belushi (through reading about him. Kids these days call it “parasocial”, but I digress). John Belushi’s movies are favorites of mine. Bluto-wannabe, you’re no John Belushi.
That guy just destroyed property worth thousands of dollars. I get it’s just a joke, but still, holy fuck.
Hey, at least you weren’t singing about a chicken without bones. Then he would’ve been justified!
Someone’s about to be run up the flagpole by the scrotum…
If that’s not the final straw that broke the camel’s back, I don’t know what will be..
Well, maybe he can write a song about this.
Wow, dick move Toga Guy. Also, Cynthia should probably have given that gift when there WASN”T a party going on.
I think you can actually see Joel’s soul depart his body a little.
This is why we can’t have nice things
Damned jerk.
Oh, Cynthia… If only you knew…