Hey! Who fucking came all over my steering wheel?!
I'm picturing this in my head as some sort of Rube Goldberg jerkoff contraption.
P...pppplease sir... give me Chantelle.... no more slamming me into the door. I beg of you!
HOW DO I USE THIS DAMN THING?
Are we not allowed to be real parents anymore? We may have feared the CyborFreaks, but we damn well respected them and learned about boundaries.
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.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
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