WE DIE LIKE MEN

Sometimes when I have to shit while I’m asleep I dream that I go to the bathroom and keep shitting and shitting and shitting until my shit fills up the whole toilet, but I still have to shit.

Anyway, you’re welcome.

Jeremy Clarkson, is that you?

My mother, a white woman from the Boomer generation, was arrested last year for DUI. She was on a lot of prescription medication and had taken what I called “her nighttime pills” (i.e. the shit she takes to knock her ass out at night). She then proceeded to “forget” she’d taken said pills and run an errand (to the…

And stimulate your prostate...

It’s nothing to do with being French, it’s just another convenient excuse men can trot out, so they do.

Jesus fucking Christ. That’s embarrassing.

Once, in high school, a friend and I got away with reciting pretty much the entirety of that song in a history class, and the teacher never once seemed to notice that we were rhyming.

I clicked on Vadim’s name to pull up a list of his articles. Here they are in reverse chronological order, skipping only ensemble articles:

(second comment in a row in which I say this : I’m french)
Real camembert or brie would not hold itself. If it’s solid enough to hold then it’s... I don’t know what it is, but it’s not camembert or brie.

I live right next door to the nudist village you are probably talking about.

Zut alors!

I’ve never heard that distinction.

nudists are strictly adults and typically “sans poils” (no pubic hair).

Close. It was actually Franzzzzzzz Zzzzzzzimmer.

This is what we have for bad cats:

Of course she does, but the real question is what the fuck is she doing out of the kitchen, amirite?

If you want to see a great movie about a posthumous marriage, check out Robo-Vampire, in which a mostly-topless ghost chick marries her vampire fiancee who for some reason looks like a gorilla. I made none of this up.

Gol-darn Millenials.