No, it’s real, but really lame.
I fucked Alyssa in that gas station’s bathroom. She’s a classy bitch. Good choice, Vinny.
“Alyssa, I’m an illegitimate (sic illiterate) hobo-cum sucking bog-washer at this hyar gasoleen stashun. Makes me the happiest man in the world, and be my bride/cousin”
P.S. I couldn’t afford the sign at the Shell station, those high falutin’ Shell types wanted 3 Slim Jim’s and a jar of shine for the sign.
I can’t decide which is more lame: the fact that this guy actually wrote his proposal on a gas station sign, or the fact that he spelled “marry” wrong.
Marry Christmas, Alyssa! Because Vinny isn’t as good as Christmas.
^ The improper spelling was intentional, for those idiots that want to try to call me out on it. You can all go suck a fuck.
Marry Christmas, Bedford Falls!
Well, isn’t it the season to be jolly or what? Maybe Alyssa merries him good. So what?
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