Presents? We Already Bought You

We Are Now The Proud Owners Of A White Boy. Now We Have To Shop In The Caucasian Isle And Get Sunscreen, Mayonaise And Mild Salsa Because The Other Ones Really Hawt!

I'd Shake His Hand, But I Think That's What's Holding Up His Pants.

Memories, Priceless. Well Not Really Priceless, But There You Go!

If The Worst Thing That Can Happen Is That Nobody Laughs, Then I Can Deal With That, Because The Worst Thing That Can Happen At The Factory Is That I Could Lose A Limb Or Be Crushed By A Huge Machine.

Obama Is The Closest Thing To A Latino That We Have. Barack. Everybody Wants To See His Birth Certificate Too.