I don't wanna be immortal. At this point, I just wanna go out on a high note.

That edible shit is not for novices.

It's all about brand awareness and marketing.

Nah. Some decent enlightening pop culture site where they don't grind away at the same old shit all the time.

Nuthin could be Keener than to sit upon my wiener in the morning.

I'm gettin tired of it, but I haven't found a good place to go yet.

I'm thinkin that podcasts are pretty much done with.

They oughta make them ceilings out of safety glass.

I'm glad I got to read it here, cause I never read Glamour.

Women. They always want something.

It's the 99-Cent Store equivalent.

Ouija boards aren't all that great for getting straight answers from spirits, because they have a tendency to lie. However, if you want a demon or other entity to cross over into this reality and completely fuck up your life, it works pretty good.

That's like those folks who say this reality is not only all a computer simulation, it ain't even a first-level simulation, but instead it's a simulation created by another simulation at some lower level.

I don't cotton much to movies about very attractive teens having sex, particularly when I'm not havin any.

I guess so. If you're goin robotically gay.

Two and a Half Robots

One has a goatee and is therefore evil.

I don't know. A robot is just a machine that does a particular kind of sequence of actions. Those actions were to do a lot of pleasurable things.

Whelp, there goes the human race, I guess.

I'll tell ya whatever you'd like to know about bein a teenage girl!