For the record I was referring to wet dreams (re: dreamy) hence the rigidity of said bed linens.
I'm not an animal.
Thanks for making me explain my ejaculation joke creep!

In other news:
Lil Wayne demands swift action on FDA approval of blends of Codeine, Mountain Dew Code Red, and Jolly Ranchers mixed in the backseat of Maybachs.

Tell me about it.
All my sheets are like corrugated tin.

goddamnit
Now I have to change all my passwords.

Boo.
Not soon enough.

I'd be ok with a random Simpsons quote and a comment section, but I'm easy like that.

He too should have had the foresight to better control his intellectual property rights.

He just meant white people, the British to be super specific.

Someone should report Brad Pitt to the authorities for abusing our childhoods.

"Agh, agh, I-I-I can't breathe. This is so racist. Also, this is really turning me on."

Get Some Strange with this Hoary Host! And Also, Boobs For Some Reason!
*guitar solo*
*title card crashes together from left & right with heavy metal clang*

A single man who lives in a superbly decorated Manhattan townhouse with a male companion or two (they call themselves manservants) who dresses like a mashup of Liberace and Juan Gabriel…
And his name is Strange.

The lone, joyful, silhouette figure in the crowd on the top of the wall has convinced me.

Fuller is now the socially acceptable way to describe an aged, cloying, and perhaps more desperate version of a person or thing.

I can think of a quite a few more terrifying things about American housing.

Late night comedy has to be distilled through a white man named Jimmy in order to be potent.
Think of it like vodka.
Crappy, flavored vodka.
Bee should hire one to repeat what she says.

My default is pro whatever team has a funnier gay entendre name.

Good enough.
But I'm keeping an eye on you poser.

Snark is the only viable alternate fuel we have!
You're part of the problem.

I'll continue to tepidly root against the Indians in the World Series.
That will fix things right up.