BSS is Canada's Wu-Tang clan

Ghostface Hurter.
Ghostface Taunter From A Distance.

damn, beat me twice to my exact thought

definately not for rock climbing. We climber types like fancy ripstop materials, and all the boys wear 'man-pris'

Susie don't forget your sandwiches. That I made you. Sandwiches. Oh you boys look so lovely in your little outfits.

financially this makes sense, seeing that the Human Torch was denied a bank loan.

V. Vaughn, the traveling Vaudeville Villain
Who don't give a flying fuck who ain't not feelin' him

I'd rather see a reunion of Rod Torfulson's Armada ft. Herman Menderchuck

This is absolutely fascinating.

when, you want, the flavor of bacon in a dip

Electric nachos?

This thread is so NEWCASTLE BROWN ALE. I'd rather MAGIC HAT #9 than go through all this KIRIN ICHIBAN.

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That reminds me, I have to return the Sacramento I borrowed.

For reals, I've been to Mississippi and they had all kinds of different stores where you can get anything from wolf t-shirts to catfish to white hooded full-body robes.

there was a man… with… bright, shiny shoes… i saw him dancing… until the accident……… *wink*

vvvvvvvvagina

Actually, she's been looking for a HAT, 'cuz her hair is all unruly.

wtf someone also just had a context fuck up on a louis c.k. pilot thread. now i'm just starting to think people out words on purpose.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to LMAO. And now, a farewell song to our departed. Play him off, keyboard cat.