Elves like rabsberries. Film at 11.
I stopped reading this post when I realized there wasn't going to be any lesbian experimentation.
The only imaginary creatures anyone should be seeing are good old pink elephants. Oh pink elephant I love you.
"AngryAmish" knows his dragons.
I wonder if she has a boyfriend. I doubt it. Imagine coming home to this every night.
Something tells me that you're still a being of "enormous scope".
Keep in mind that these people are a non-profit organization. That means you have to take them seriously.
If you don't like it here then go back to Mars! I'm sick of these fucking illegal goddamn immigrants and their "This world doesn't speak to me bullshit." Well go back to your own fucking dimension and talk to the trees you dirty reincarnates! I'm tired of this shit.
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.
Ignore the hype. Find out how these games will likely go right or wrong.
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