Tales...... From............ Home........

Spaghetti Cat still makes me fall down laughing.

Clippos Magnificos!

Sooo meaty!

Chicks, man

That show, when it was still on Fri. night, was a great way to wrap the week.

Yea that’s definitely a complete misuse of the law, not to mention time, energy, and money on their part. They should cut the shit and focus their efforts elsewhere.

LMAO. Could you fucking NOT?

if you like his cars, you shoulda seen his logs.

He made some nice cars, though.

Hello mother. Last time I checked, the games are in SK.

Fuck that literal mother fucker

Or the Cursed Child.

At its worst fanfiction is 50 Shades of Grey.

If crazy had a make-up pallette, she is wearing its starter kit.

I’ll eat at my pace, you eat at yours, and if either of our eating paces are the deciding factor in “getting laid” or not, then good. I have no interest in such a pretentious shitheel of a person who thinks they’re “more civilized” or otherwise superior because they ingest food at a different rate.

YOU IDIOT! Shut the hell up! Don’t you know if she gets elected that YOU GET A CAR!

To quote my friend I shared it to on Facebook: “Imagine that each person in the world has this—or something like it—hiding inside their head, a truest act of self expression waiting to bubble out. We are a world of Rorschachs in a prison with one another.”

I do not know the gentleman described in this article, and so I will not comment upon him directly.

What I will say is that there’s a definite line between standard “shit talk” in an online game and being an absolute piece of human garbage—for me, anyway.

That line tends to exist between saying, “O, you got REKT, son,”…