That Oscar Wilde existed before he could have used Twitter proves God doesn't exist.

I thought the ceiling looked really low

They just tweeted a dead link to their alleged live blog.

In a shrewd business move, Rasputin's down the street on Telegraph will now offer a complementary tab of acid with any purchase over $45.

Madame Psychosis

Boogity boogity boys let's go racin'!

It's like your text-speak summoned the spambot

He could afford Rancho Cucamonga pretty easily. Maybe we'll run into each other on morning jogs.

As much as this Berkeley alum loves to shit on Stanford, they don't even have the creepiest mascot in the Bay Area. That honor belongs to Oski.

*Excitedly pees on carpet*

Drop Herm Edwards from #2 to like #25 and you've got yourself a good list there.

I'm still most confused about why the fuck she was in Lake Elsinore. But being from the same shitty section of the state, I can see how being surrounded by Inland Empire rednecks for any amount of time can you make hate this country.

Its newswires like this that really make me miss the barely coherent opinions of A7X fans.

Thank you, dear Torontonian, for including a couple pull quotes from this asshole before he got banned. I was curious to see the depths of depravity, but I came into this thread too late for the full exposure.

I like having people guess. The most frequent response is something from the Mediterranean basin.

Being of the same ethnic mix as Madrigal, I was actually discussing these types of issues with a couple of friends earlier tonight.
Should I identify as Latino? Irish? Both? Neither?

Hell, I can get you a toe by 3 o'clock this afternoon. With nail polish.

No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in
here, did you notice a sign out in front of my house that said "Dead Whovian Storage"?

Don't even get me started on Irvine.

Poor guy literally strained his ass last night.