I've been an Internet user for a long time. Up until this point, I thought I could handle anything. Furries, gaping anuses, shit-eating Asians. None of it phased me. But this shit right here, I just don't know what to say. God help us all.
Mmm yes, force me to drink beer until I piss myself and put that enema in my asshole. I'm so hard right now.
I feel like I've lost a piece of my soul after reading this. What in the FUCK is wrong with you people?
Well at least your intuition is in check.
There's a reason you don't see it much, buddy.
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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