I don't give my dog respect. Sir Poopie commands it.
The specificity avoids the embarrassing moment in the barn when somebody tries to grab them by the nape of the neck. Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's how you're gonna force me to do this? No way, pal. Not into it.
The Upper Kitchen Cabinet Where Your Roommate Keeps His Food: You’ll 'need the footstool' to reach your roommate’s 'fine selection' of 'stale cereal,' but he'll never notice if 'only a little is missing from each box.' Feel less guilty by reminding yourself that Jeff 'acts weird around your girlfriend,' and always 'asks about her.' What a 'creep.'
This is the crown jewel of my erotic lamp collection, and a must-have for any serious pleasure lamp collector.
This ain't your daddy's globe...! .... or is it?!
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