Jeg gætte, hvad jeg forsøger at sige er, at jeg er meget taknemmelig for, at alle dine Thanksgivings suget.

Ha ha. You are emotionally invested in the subjective votes at an internet site about a fictional TV show.

I mix up Napoleon and Edith Piaf, like all the time.

Pass the Dutchie on the left hand side / It a
gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance / It a go done, give
me the music make me rock in the dance

tl; dr

Canada: the tumor on America's head.

By definition, I cannot be any harder.

My mom is a slut.

Franch.

Your mother is.

Traditional definitions, at least as commonly portrayed in
contemporary discussions of the definition of art, take artworks to be
characterized by a single type of property. The standard candidates are
representational properties, expressive properties, and formal
properties. So there are representational or mimetic…

Huh. I thought that I was the biggest dick on this site.

I CANT STOP JACKING OFF WHEN I THINK OF HUELL IN A MOTEL ROOM!

No.

Commence not giving a fuck.

I am thinking of ALL of them. That is ALL I can think about.

Parents were put on this earth to do precisely that, to hurt their children. Sheesh.

I know, right? Some ass even flagged me for a mom joke.
I hate the new AVClub commentariat

Screech.

I hear he had an extremely large penis.