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.
Did Louis C.K. jerk off in front of two female comics? And why are these ladies squandering an opportunity to learn from a comedy legend?
Elliot said my breakup must have been due to the sweater curse, an unexplained phenomenon where anyone who gives their significant other a hand-knit sweater gets dumped. The only way to break the curse, Elliot said, was to destroy the sweater.
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