YES. Give me some men with eyeliner.

And pulling insect legs off their bodies with our teeth.

Obviously it's Hysteria from the faulty womb.

How can anyone not include mastitis—or in other words, when your breasts become massive globes of stone, fire, and pain.

I tried a teaspoon of it once and my throat swelled up. Maybe let's leave the bee food for bees?

YES! EXACTLY like a puzzle with a hammer, and I love breaking out the screwdriver!

We're old together. Let's crack open a can of crystal cola and yell at the kids on our lawns.

Our relationship blossomed with a king size mattress. This study is bullshit.