S'truth

Oh, please. As if the English don't laugh at our accents.

You will never be clean.

I despise cover charges, but that's because I believe you should tip, you do need to pay for a lapdance, and I was going to buy drinks anyways.

You clearly ignored the part where the magic cervix kept me completely safe, and the knowledge of one's cycle prevented any risky pregnancies with the other.

Hopefully, you've learned that most dealers will match you when you smoke with them...

A - S S - H O - L E

Well, fuck.

I am more than fine with wearing a condom, and in fact almost always insist on it. (I think my count is so high I could get a tree pregnant.)

I believe it's because people refuse to forgive him for being Adam Sandler's friend, all those cameos, and how unbelievable racist or stereotypical almost every one of those characters are.

Whoa whoa whoa!

"I really hope this doesn't leave a scar..."

I really want to hear the story behind those scratches on his neck. Something tells me there's another victim somewhere in all this.

In a perfect world, FUCK YES.

Beer?

That's the problem, it's an immutable, fact that they are...

Shots fired!

No, no! Not at all. Please don't get me wrong. I mean it when I say the staff are always friendly. The cooks will lean over and smile, the counter folk are all efficient, and it's generally a fine experience.

For a deep burn, everyone knows mayo is pure heaven.

Manassas has a Charcoal Chicken Kabobs and a Charcoal Chicken.