Hehehe, YASSSSS!!! It’s like oh suddenly this fake ass pine scent with poop undercurrents mystically appeared in the bathroom. Your response is perfect, cause in the face of a make out offer so many guys would be all ‘b-b-b-b-but you pooped!’.

RIGHT?!?! It’s like I personally think flinging your dumps out the window in a bag is far more heinous than making a poop joke and copping up to the situation. As far as I know nobody can photosythesize their nutrients and excrete their waste in a polite raspberry scented mist.

I’m wondering if the shit was so tremendous in stature that it simply wouldn’t go down or if the toilet was on the fritz. I can’t really tell from the article. As a married man of nearly fifteen years now these poop antics crack me up. I do have a deep respect for her commitment and resolve though.

She has kind of short thumbs, that being said it’s not like I’d fucking kick her out of bed for eating crackers. If I have anything against her it’s being in the Transformers franchise.

I imagine Ol’ Dwayne has to eat a shit ton every day to maintain his hugeness.

I’ve been hit by Pontiac Sunfires on three separate occasions. Only one caused any serious damage to my vehicle but whenever I see them I start to prepare evasive maneuvers.

Yea for real! I’ve seen corpses that had baked in the desert sun for a couple days with fuller cheeks. Dude is seriously gaunt.

Hehehe, ‘radical declutterer’. I think that may be my favorite monicker ever.

Aww jeepers. Excoriated again, I bought a dog I like. I have nothing but the utmost respect for someone who so closely monitors breed standards. You’re a paladin of virtuosity and nothing I could say would tarnish the unblemished gleam of your surperior moral fortitude.

Holy Fuck! You noticed that shit too?!?! I’m not a raving lunatic?!?! I go shop with my daughter and every time I comment on how narrow the isles are then she looks at me like I just escaped from Bedlam. They’re fucking narrow as all hell!!!!

Anytime Jinni, you’re mighty neat. I think the thing that chaps my buns the most is useless clutter. I just cannot fucking abide it. I know it may be a tad extreme but if I haven’t had any meaningful interaction with something for over a couple months it’s purged. I just think why is this a thing that I own and need…

Seems like you had a good junk purge Jinn. Fuck I love a good junk purge.

Okay I’m absolutely for rescuing dogs. However I do have a bulldog, was expensive as hell but we wanted one. I’ve gotten flak at pet stores and from folk in general cause she’s not a rescue. It’s like I get it, it’s a great thing, but don’t act morally superior to me cause I bought the dog I wanted from people whose…

I’m a shit show at Trader Joe’s. I go in with a plan then there’s samples and displays and everything goes out the fucking window. Cookie butter? Fuck yea cookie butter! Inevitably I’ve forgotten a quarter of my intended purchases.

Ugh it’s such a weird feeling Fizz! It’s like yeah I’ve progressed but fuck balls did I use real money to do so?

Love the show except for the laugh track. Laugh tracks insult my intelligence. I laugh when I want goddamnit! That being said have you tried turning it off and on again?

Any allergy medication recommendations Nat? When the season starts to change my face leaks like I was throat fucked by Satan and it’s killing me.

Whatcha making for Sunday din din?

My buddy opened a bar recently. Went tonight, had a few dark and stormy’s myself Holly! They were mostly cups of rum though, I assume for my benefit and that his bartender wasn’t incompetent. Then I ate a hot mess of fried Fresno chiles stuffed with goat cheese. I switched to vodka and I’m pretty drunk but it’s not…

I think it may be from Deadwood, can’t really pin it down, but I absolutely loathe Garret Dillahunt. As an actor at least, he may be a swell guy but when he’s on screen I just want to take nail clippers to my testicles.