I'm going to take my pants off and slither under a pile of farty Pajama Jeans. Then I'm really gonna get this party started.
How many dads have gone through life never knowing they needed a kick-bitch? It's a human tragedy.
"Really, Holmes!" I dropped into my seat, shocked. "You are remarkably tall! What are you, six foot six? Six foot eight?"
As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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