Sorry—does it have to be one or the other? We can't talk about both?

I came to say something about her confusion with mythology, and got stuck.

RIGHT?! Holy shit.

His weirdo big ears bear or whatever was a camera or something. I just want a puppy video and kitten.

I'm also sick of seeing his smug, disgusting, and smarmy face everywhere. Jez, instead of his picture, can we replace it with a picture of a cockroach? I'd rather look at a cockroach.

I know you're right, but I was so hoping that their arguments would suddenly drop to silence as the magnitude of his crimes mutes any further sound from their mouths.

This is a measurement system I can get behind and understand.

Especially when you reply to badmutha.

I clicked too, and I regret everything.

Oh my fucking God.

Does that real cronut come with the fly as pictured?? Because that's some sick shit. Team #notacronut

Here you are, still talking about your boner and what it like on a site where no one really cares, troll. How about you take it and talk about it where somewhere cares?

Personally, I don't care what your boner likes and I can't fathom why you want to share it us here. But here you are, and here's your cookie. Is that what you've come for?

What if they create a dream town or nightmare city like the other poster? That's freaking terrifying!

This one is pretty damn close.

*whimper*

Sleep is overrated. Sometimes.

You're not alone in the bad choices part.

EVERY DAMN YEAR. I nearly crap myself with fear, and yet I come back.

"OMG I'M DIED" When can we use this? I want to appropriate this because it's ridiculous and hilarious.