Motel 6
Fuck Hotels

As long as you're hair-do'd and out of control

Reminds me of the emergency sirens in the Silent Hill movie. Not that the sound of the sirens didn't already invoke panic, but now I get to worry about the wall paper peeling off the walls and crazy-freak-mutant-zombie-things coming at me.

I agree. Who knows what terrors lie in that castle.

I've installed a Demon Door, like in Fable. The look on the J-Dubs' faces when the door asks them to eat a live a baby chick in order for the door to open is priceless.

Myriad dildi… Hell, let's get this over with. The plural would be "a dikachu of dildos."

Once you bet black…

Workin' on mah night dick!

Galaxy News Radio? I don't know, Three Dog's voice gets on my nerves.

My luggage combination!

Dildae is the preferred nomenclature.

So your regular Tuesday night? Also, do you want me to me bring pizza?

Those are not random. Please ask him about it, as he does love to explain.

There, there.

Similar situation. It's tough to be creative in my free time when my day job simply sucks everything out of me. At the end of the day, I simply want to get home, spin my cocoon, and recharge. I've taken to writing a paragraph or two at work every day, and so far, it hasn't interfered with anything.

I love when you do topical humor!

It's what happens when one's smartphone writes most of the article.

Enough about your nutsack!

Man, I ate Taco Bell for the first time in 6 years and I got a horrible case of logorrhea. Taco Bell, I thought we were cool.

I first read your comment as a ZZ Top lyric, couldn't make it fit, and realized I should probably get back to work.