Do you want a medal?

To be fair, anything stitched together can sound amazing. This just highlights how limited Labo actually is when you have to stitch this to do anything really interesting.

It’s actually his twin brother who smokes pot and has a glorious head of hair.

Ah sell Leviathan Axes and Leviathan Axessories.

I didn’t think your comment demanded a reboot, yet here we are.

So true. I could not believe it was cancelled.

This has been my GOTY so far. And as God of War approaches this Friday, I remain pretty confident in a week or two’s time Celeste will still be my GOTY.

Just want to let you know I convinced Mom and Dad to start drug testing you before you’re sent off to military school. I told them you were smoking “The Pot”.

Shut the fuck up, Martian Law! You always take Dwayne’s side, ever since we were kids! I am SICK of your SHIT! I get no respect around here!

I would not have guessed that Fred Savage would be the asshole on the set of a show that also featured Rob Lowe.

It does look incomplete. Look at the trails of negative space through the tail, suggesting smoke, and the gap before the end of the tail. Maybe there was supposed to be white ink there? Imagine getting 90% through a huge backpiece, realizing it was awful, and just stopping.

I’ve been shitposting for free for like fifteen years. I am neither happy, nor fulfilled, nor paid.

Just to piss you off enough to write a comment like that.

+1 kilo

If you can’t trust your cocaine dealer, who the hell can you trust? Life is hell

This is...SnortsCenter

Do these types of companies still exist where raises are individualized? I see more and more businesses adopt a yearly performance review approach where everyone gets yearly review and the raise is basically done on a bell curve, spread throughout the departments.

When it comes to UFO’s... sorry, I just don’t see a compelling case for aliens from a different planet or star system. I will explain.

I thought this was going to be about cocaine.

When was this, exactly? This never happened. Whatever came out of Lucas’ mind was always focused on the money. There was no mystique.