Having worked in zoos for 7 years in my life, and having personally known Stacey, maybe I can add some of my own experience.

Have you never been to a zoo? Your post just seems judgmental especially in the face of death. Maybe zoos do suck, but why are they dumbass hicks and not also children in wonder, why is she an imbecile when it’s not like they go around handing out zoo jobs and she probably had an extensive wealth of knowledge about…

i dont know... eating a child sounds kinda gross too

No you don’t. 2 years ago I helped a friend of a friend I barely knew move and after we got finished she handed us a plate of Totino’s pizza rolls and a case of Zima’s. I took one swig of that Zima and spit it out all over her new apartment. I swear that shit taste like finger nail polish......wait, now that I think…

Oh...people who hook up with The Artgineer must be disappointed when they realise he/she has no idea how to spell realize.

My favorite bit in that one John Lennon song is like when he goes,

I would smear my dinner with feces before I willingly befouled it with onions. The only onion I’ll ever touch is the one tied to my belt.

If they’re shoes, they were cordwainer-made, not tailor-made.

I don’t hate joy, but I do object to insidious meta-product placement in real life. If you are the guy who bought a “Bad Motherfucker” wallet after you saw Pulp Fiction, enjoy it. Don’t let my cynicism take the fun out of it for you. I am not trying to kill anyone’s buzz, unless your buzz is based on hurting or…

I dream of meeting the lovely lady at 0:35 (who NAILS her line, btw): I pivot toward her, finger guns unholstered, mimicking gunfire with two lateral clicks of my tongue. Thus winning her heart, I take her hand and lead her to the couch, where I bid her ask any weird question she desires. Her first question is “wanna…

You gotta be kidding me.

I can’t believe it either, it’s CURRENT YEAR!

I was slouched in my chair just now, breakfast plate perched precariously on my FUPA. When I read this tweet my torso twitched with an involuntarily spasm of jubilation, causing the plate to wobble. A piece of Banquet© Brown ‘n Serve Beef Sausage rolled off onto the floor! Fully woke, I sprang into action, grabbed the…

Well the tournament’s kind of boring right now so I’ll feed the troll.

Don’t worry, the day is still young, and word is its Adrian’s weekend to watch the kids.

I stream with with a single testicle just visible at the edge of the camera and take donations to move the camera up ever so slightly. My son starts harvard next year.

God damn it Barry. Leave that shit for the rest of us.

I don’t know if “Your shit is gross and we’re not coming” is a protest as much as it is an observation followed by sensible course of action.