We can't do this all day, because I've gotta go sleep with my headset on for eight hours and Commune With My Muse. You're gonna love my nuts!

The frogurt is *also* Cursed!

"Johnny, tell me about the fuel situation."

Ask Santa for a Remington 700 in .308 with a good Zeiss scope and a decent drop compensator, plus somebody who is qualified to use them.

I "DRANK" Purple Jesus, which mostly involved Grape Kool-Aid, Everclear and a brief and desperate religious experience horking into a toilet. If I can get that in a six-pack, I'm running off to be a hobo!

@ Jason Heller:
Go and get all three of Abercrombie's books right fucking now. You can get the third one, _The Last Argument of Kings_ from Amazon.UK, because it's not out in U. S. editions yet.
A word of warning. This is *not* uplifting, ethereal fantasy. This is cruel, unusual, bleak and tragic fantasy. No flawless…

Christ! Did a cow shit in here?!

Burn in hell, ya old bastid!

Ordinary Orthopedic Surgery

That's because she's a spent piece of used jet trash, makes *bad* Bloody Marys and, above all, *doesn't* keep her mouth shut most of the time.

Effexor: bitch-slaps the anxiety *and* the depression at the same time. Good stuff, that stuff.

I understand they're even better when you're dead. Like Rosebud Frozen Peas.

"This just in: the popcorn you're eating has been pissed in. Film at eleven."

Moscow! Moscow!
Despite the ice and the wind,
Russia is a lesser/inferior country
The laughter and cheering is pretty much clear.

Has anyone noticed the violently racist, sambo-like depiction on black American soldiers in this film? Just me?

Unlessen it's a sassy Negro broad! I cain't hold with that. 'Cept if it's that Oprah.

Looks like he already planted the fuck out West Virginia!

@ Preparation Heche:
I just laughed until I nearly soiled myself. Whoops! Okay, I did actually piddle myself some.
Thanks!

That still won't get the stink off. I'm assuming you mean Paris Hilton, here. Bleach, lye and a wire brush are the only way.

@Jorge Von Salsa:
You' are an Enemy Of Promise, sir.