breadmakesyoufat
BreadMakesYouFat
breadmakesyoufat

I dunno, Monday Night Raw was pretty putrid for a while.

You can joke about whatever the hell you want. If you want to make fun of people for their race, their sexual orientation, disability or trauma, then by all means do it. However when the public at large thinks your jokes are not funny that falls directly on you as a shitty comic.

No, but Wolf of Wall Street sure as hell could have.

Usually,

There are like 50 songs that would make a better national anthem than the star spangled banner. It’s a needlessly complex song and we don’t even sing the whole thing, not that we should. And it’s been ruined by pop divas trying to elongate the notes at the cost of their larynxes. Just look at poor Xtina! And surely

She should know that mistakes are only allowed for White candidates.

This is a direct quote from an email you received from your director, isn’t it?

I try to do this with my kids. When I hear them talk around other kids, it shows. Now I just have to get them to read so they can expand their vocabulary on their own!

Telling my life with his words / Killing me softly with his song...”

Dude, a trigger warning would be nice.

All I feel in my heart right now is murder.

Be back in a couple years. Reading that put me into a cubicle coma.

This is the biggest thing with kids. Especially at a certain age like middle school, they want to start being treated more like adults.  

I do this

If you think plethora makes you look pretentious then you never saw The Three Amigos and you are the ass.

Thread Of The Day.

People who use “impact” as a verb make me want to impact my fist to their face.

I get the idea of calling folks on being pretentious, however dumbing down your language skills so you don’t appear to be elitist is short-minded. Yes some people get offended because I use words they don’t understand but this in English and not everything needs to be expressed solely in lyrics from a country or rap

People tell me I sound like an ass when I properly use “whom” but I’ll die on that hill.