Hand me that defibrillator, you sexy stud!

Ed's house smells like old cottage cheese.

Personally I'd rather be boiled alive than subjected to the hulking ass of "Big Susan"

Something inside is telling me that it might not be a good idea to participate in fetishes that cause you to die. Maybe it's just me.

It's all fun and games until you try it on a beehive.

Maybe his parents forgot to do that rubber band thing with the umbilical cord after he was born.

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