Running is not swanky.  

  whatever. It's all stank ass to me.  

  I must warn you that country music will rot your brain.  

  We REALLY need to find GC a boyfriend. He is now getting aroused by emoticons.  

  When it comes to hot dogs, I'm like MickeyLumbo at a pool party: It's all beef or nothing.  

  The Lord God Father Almighty was reportedly "miffed"...  

  It's like fruitcake for the damned.  

  I realized that I should be more dog-like in my nature. Just be. Stop all this silly worrying and just be glad that it's a sunny day.  

  I hereby officially coin a new term: actividiots. Because it's quicker than saying idiots who try to be activists.  

  I suggest buying cheap pillows at a thrift store and attacking them with a butcher knife. It works wonders.  

  (On chauffeuring the Amish in her car)

I blindfold them and make clippy clop noises to fake them out.  

  twelve isn't too young to experience the first taste of bitter, soul-killing rejection.  

  From a distance it looked like a sweet, frosted walrus!  

  I sleep around quite a bit.  

  I am so tired of lists. So, let me introduce ...

My Least Favorite Lists List

10. Anything by by David Wallechinsky and Amy Wallace
09. or, Rolling Stone
08. or, Mojo
07. or, Empire
06. or, Entertainment Weekly
05. or, the AV Club
04. or, Local video store clerk
03. or, List found in Eichmann's pocket
02. or, Richard Nixon enemy list
and
01. AFI  

  One can never have too much BJ  

  ....and for my next trick, watch me pull a rabbit out of my ass!



huh?.....hat? are you sure?




oh..ok. uh....please excuse me for a moment.  

  ....and for my next trick, watch me pull a rabbit out of my ass!

(offstage whispers)

huh?.....hat? are you sure?

(offstage whispers)


oh..ok. uh....please excuse me for a moment.  

  Why are people derailing a thread about queefing?!  

  Get over yourself you righteous bitch and get to work.  

  From an IT support perspective however, printers can go suck it.  

  Watching an evangelical fall is better than eating Reese's Peanut Butter Cups while getting a blow job.  

  So, this thread isn't about Snookie's vagina?  

  Just think: XX years + ~ 9 months ago, your parents had hot sweaty monkey sex just so you could be alive.  

  Ernest Borgnine's performance in The Poseidon Adventure epitomizes cinema in the '70s, the decade of men yelling.