Hey, kids. Oapboap here. You know who the fuck I am; you may or may not know what I do to pay for college. You just know I have the following:
An awesome voice.
Ability to play video games for the internet.
A sense of humor.
You may not know that I pretend to be a cook five days a week; and I pretend to get paid for being a cook. Yes, doing one of the lowliest of lows helps me fun college. It also pays my bills and keeps Oapboap.org alive and ticking to provide YOU with countless minutes hours of entertainment. I suppose I can share what it’s like to work in absolute hell. And, now, I’m not being sarcastic, as usual. Well, okay, somewhat sarcastic.
DISCLAIMER: I will update this shit as I see fit. There is no schedule, like my Weely Wacky Wednesday, which went to hell. It’s when I want to.
DISCLAIMER 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO: These are my views, but if you live near me, please actually take them to heart. If you’re nowhere near me, then just laugh.
DISCLAIMER JONES AND THE LAST CRUSADE: Monkeys always look.
- Whadda mean “Pretend To Cook”?
- So, this is bad, right?
- Bad weather funtime.
- I’m someplace you’ll never be, you see.
- Picture time.
- I got laid (off)!
- Ring ring, Mister Falcon.
- Splitting Headaches
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