Hey, uhm, it's called a RAPIST.
Here's a test that you can administer on yourself to see if you are crazy. Call your mother, and tell her you want to fuck a robot. If the sound that emits from your phone is similiar to the sound of someone dropping to the floor then you just might be batshit insane.
She doesn't know that you jerk off to an image of her dressed up like a robot spanking your fat hairy ass every night? I'm sure that if there was a way to be glad that you didn't know something then this girl would be the happiest person alive.
This guy has every episode of Small Wonder on tape.
My sister had a "My Size Barbie" when she was a kid. I'm glad I didn't want to have sex with it.
Yeah he just "happens" to be furry. That's not something you just blurt out like that. Even the fembot fetish lover here is disgusted. Wow just wow.
A thousand years ago, dudes were dying from splinters, but now the wizard potion that cleans our light wounds costs less than a Dr. Pepper in 1994. I love this medicinal 7up.
U2 and Apple have conspired to place a U2 album into your music in the year 2014. You own a U2 album. And you can't get rid of it.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
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