God took my club sandwhich. God giveth and God taketh away.
You sure are the free thinking motherfucker aren't you? I am a free thinker in that I am free to think about how many fingers I could fit in your rectum. I'm going to say seven.
That isn't divine intervention. It's God having a little bit of fun. "Hey Moses let's see how long this anime nut can hold their breath!"
I will pray for your car keys.
That reminds me, I need to go for the grocery selling store.
Is it as cool as Veggie Tales?
GORO WAS THE BEST MORTAL KOMBAT BOSS.
He just missed.
Elliot said my breakup must have been due to the sweater curse, an unexplained phenomenon where anyone who gives their significant other a hand-knit sweater gets dumped. The only way to break the curse, Elliot said, was to destroy the sweater.
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