Mister Spunch. But you can just call me Spunch
mr-spunch.bsky.social
Mister Spunch. But you can just call me Spunch
@mr-spunch.bsky.social
Tech guy but not a bro, always in need of more coffee
November 7, 2025 at 7:29 AM
To each their own. I think he does farts, dick jokes, and smoking pot with cunning depth and intelligence. I do hope that he will surprise and delight you by taking the high road -- no pun intended -- with the Muppets.
September 5, 2025 at 8:53 PM
That's three tricks.
September 4, 2025 at 6:57 AM
Brilliant! And with a burning man and a freezing man on the calendar, I will hold the first Just Right Festival where you eat porridge and go straight to bed.
August 29, 2025 at 3:46 PM
There once was a man from wait wait, who after his last expirate, for his humor and grace, we won't call him fuckface, we will mourn him quite rightly as great
July 24, 2025 at 11:45 PM
Hey puppers!
July 20, 2025 at 10:49 PM
That + a spouse who insists on organic = bye bye retirement
July 20, 2025 at 10:47 PM
I hope to be around to see it too. Viva la spite!
July 20, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Wishing you well and hoping for a full recovery. But, you know, things may get even stupider.
July 20, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Never gonna
July 3, 2025 at 12:34 AM
😉
June 16, 2025 at 10:58 PM
I love that sentiment. Even better if the front of the shirt read, "To the person in front of me, whoever you are, whatever your story, you are in my way. Make up your mind already. I'm thirsty. Remember that."
June 13, 2025 at 7:40 PM
To the young girl trying to fill his mouth and eyes with fecal bacteria and infectious pathogens, I salute you!
May 12, 2025 at 11:25 PM
Shit! An actual beneficial side effect of Sean Duffy's incompetence and I can't make it. Not because I'm driving though 😶
May 8, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Insurance adjuster: What was in the stolen purse?
K.N.: Cash. Yeah, lots of cash. Like, uh, five hunnnnn... twoooooooo... THREE THOUSAND DOLLA!!! Three thousand, that's it, yeah.
April 27, 2025 at 5:24 PM