There's this thing called a 'period'. You use it to end one sentence so you can start another.
This is actually the best post I've seen on Bolt.com
I can do it. All I need is a bottle of gin and a couple of retarded strippers.
Science at work folks.
You also have this thing on your neck. Oh wait that's your face. ZING.
"Lauren_Loves" tells it like it is.
They turn into a praying mantis and eat your brains.
"AmyKakes" has her priorities set straight.
Hows about you, me, and five uncomfortable minutes in my basement apartment next to the dusty Christmas tree that's still up from my last visit with my estranged children.
The Upper Kitchen Cabinet Where Your Roommate Keeps His Food: You’ll 'need the footstool' to reach your roommate’s 'fine selection' of 'stale cereal,' but he'll never notice if 'only a little is missing from each box.' Feel less guilty by reminding yourself that Jeff 'acts weird around your girlfriend,' and always 'asks about her.' What a 'creep.'
This ain't your daddy's globe...! .... or is it?!
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