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*laughing* As if it’s really that hard to get a small gas powered one… Poor Biff… Then again, he’d probably catch the world on fire if his weed whacker was gas powered…
I can see myself doing the exact same thing.
*Click*
“…”
*Click*
“Motherf***er!”
*Click! Click! ClickClickClickClickClickCLickClickClickClickClickClickClick*
Girlfriend: *comes up behind me, plugs it in for me*
Weeder: *whirrs to live with all the rage of an elder god leaning down over some Armageddon, rampaging through the grass and embedding itself into bedrock.*
“…Screw it, lets go watch TV.”
May 3rd, 2006 at 2:06 am
*shakes head* oh, biff.
January 6th, 2007 at 11:38 am
I swear, we have that very one. To get the whole yard, we need 3 extension cords.
January 12th, 2007 at 1:53 am
*laughing* As if it’s really that hard to get a small gas powered one… Poor Biff… Then again, he’d probably catch the world on fire if his weed whacker was gas powered…
January 22nd, 2007 at 5:11 am
Well, if he tries to plug that one, he will get electrified… sincerely, he is not safe in any way xD…
April 9th, 2007 at 6:07 pm
Go back to using your teeth. It works better than killing the town with a weed whacker. Or get a horse.
April 10th, 2007 at 7:56 pm
sheep. a small flock would do just as well. and their manuer isn’t as big as a horse’s.
May 12th, 2007 at 8:16 pm
Sheep need to be sheared, though. Give Biff a shearer and he’ll slice a good few limbs off.
My suggestion: Get a goat.
May 15th, 2007 at 1:14 am
I have a goat his names eric.
May 20th, 2007 at 12:55 am
Me and a goat got in a headbutting contest. I won. Goes to show how thick headed i am:S
May 23rd, 2007 at 6:52 pm
Darkpheonix, it wasn’t over a bottle of Mountain Dew, was it?
May 26th, 2007 at 1:09 am
It probably was.
I can see myself doing the exact same thing.
*Click*
“…”
*Click*
“Motherf***er!”
*Click! Click! ClickClickClickClickClickCLickClickClickClickClickClickClick*
Girlfriend: *comes up behind me, plugs it in for me*
Weeder: *whirrs to live with all the rage of an elder god leaning down over some Armageddon, rampaging through the grass and embedding itself into bedrock.*
“…Screw it, lets go watch TV.”
May 29th, 2007 at 11:13 pm
The last time I tried to use one of those, I wound up sending splinters flying into my bare legs at 30 mph.