In a way, you're the rude one, for making me laugh. So I don't feel bad, is what I'm saying, about the laughing and the rudeness.
Some things we're all better off not knowing.
"MeatFlower here with a few tips about dating abroad." "Dating a broad? hahaa" "Try to be a little classy, please."
No responses? Hmm, I wonder what that means. Maybe I should message everyone individually, to find out why they didn't respond. No one has responded to those yet either. I wonder why not! Maybe I'll message them again.
Skipping to the end ... and ... No, next question.
Depressing violins, depressing violins, comedy kazoo.
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.
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