Haha, yeah really, tubaboi. Can you believe Edward Scissorhands up there? Man, that guy's a total dunce when it comes to putting fists in mens asses.
There's the part about maybe marrying someone and having kids someday and everything, but in your case you could let it slide.
Don't quit your day job unless your day job is combing your hair.
I buy all my swords from those two guys that are always up late on TV selling swords and baseball cards and yelling a lot.
Thanks for the tips, Lancelot.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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