I don’t have time to carve out a fresh plumbus all willy nilly.

Affirmative. And I only roll with Charmin.

Accidentally bought the ‘chamomile’ version last time. Turns out I hate scented shit-tickets. I thought an awkward stripper had moved into my house. Other than myself, I mean.

I dunno man, I’ve seen some hot-fucking-doors.

Which isn’t indicative of blondes overall.

Waitaminute. Every blonde I’ve dated...

Mons pubis ≠ camel toe.

The 2nd game jumped ten-too-many sharks for me.

Are you me?! Naw you got me by an inch but everything else lines up.

It’s yours to do with what you will. I’m a scotch/whiskey/brandy/beer(in that order) type of human.

“Mimosas?” you proffer; “Only if I’m standing up in a wedding.” say I.

Oh I assumed you were core-staff already! Well shiver me timbers! Crack the champagne on the side of this tugboat and welcome aboard, me matey!

Note: I know that’s for christening a new vessel, but since Univision took over, it kind of is?

The first game is still amazing, it’s ugly, but has aged better than other PS1 games for sure.

So it’s taking the piss out of Megaman right?

Little bit disappointed by the cheap canvas filter applied to the prints, but these are still pretty neat.

Not 95 dollars neat though.

Glad to be of service!

Looks like virtual Agassi from this old-ass commercial.

Nice response. I present an artist’s rendition of their mind afterwards.

My knuckles are hair-free from all the dragging, so I use my blow-dryer to melt faces.

The article was posted yesterday you schizophrenic twat.

YMMV.

I’ve had some wonderful conversations with a few drinks in me. Then again I’m from Wisconsin, where almost all social events that take place involve alcohol.