>Orson, haha. Where did you find this one?!
>Oh somewhere in California haha. It was vintage dated! Thanks for joining us tonight Bill
>Orson: I really, really, really like this wine.
>Me too! Pour it, it's fermented in the bottle my friend :)
>hahah, great champagne
>She doesn't do anything?
>>68269667
Thanks, Lori
>>68269695
Who is this guy and what's his story?
MUUUUUHAAAARRRRGH THEFRENCH
>>68269667
this image makes me smell coconut cake and ham rolls
>>68269777
>>68269777
This cracks me up every time
>>68269667
There he is. There he goes again. Look, everyone! He posted it once again! Isn't he just the funniest guy around?! Oh my God.
I can almost see your pathetic overweight frame glowing in the dark, lit by your computer screen which is the only source of light in your room, giggling like a like girl as you once again type your little Orson thread up and fill in the captcha. Or maybe you don't even fill in the captcha. Maybe you're such a disgusting NEET that you actually paid for a 4chan pass, so you just choose the picture. Oh, and we all know the picture. The uh "epic" Orson Welles, isn't it? I imagine you little shit laughing so hard as you click it that you drop your Doritos on the floor, but it's ok, your mother will clean it up in the morning. Oh, that's right. Did I fail to mention? You live with your mother. You are a fat fucking fuckup, she's probably so sick of you already. So sick of having to do everything for you all goddamn day, every day, for a grown man who spends all his time on 4chan posting about a wine commercial. Just imagine this. She had you, and then she thought you were gonna be a scientist or an astronaut or something grand, and then you became a NEET. A pathetic Orsonfag NEET. She probably cries herself to sleep everyday thinking about how bad it is and how she wishes she could just disappear. She can't even try to talk with you because all you say is "MUAAAAHHH THEFRENCH." You've become a parody of your own self. And that's all you are. A sad little man laughing in the dark by himself as he prepares to indulge in the same old dance that he's done a million times now. And that's all you'll ever be.
>ywn be a fat bastard drunk as an irish making millions for selling a shitty wine
>we know a remote farm in Lincolnshire, where Mrs. Buckley lives. Every July, peas grow there
>>68270988
>>68269667
>action please
THHHHE FRESNTCH SHAMPAIN BY PAUL MARSON
MUAAAHHH.. theBUMPhasalwaysbeencelebratedforits...exCELlence
