Free in the UK, but the pain alone is deserving of utter adulation, full priority of the remote control, and never having to do the dishes again for life.

Mind. Blown.

I’ve just come home from having seen it, the movie *is* fucking hilarious, it gets my stamp of approval.

Yes! Stuff so boring that he wants to gouge his eyes out would be an excellent revenge on the vile control freak. That or “I went to a cocaine and heroin orgy and had unprotected sex with 56 guys all of differing ethnicities and a butt load of chicks”, since that’s basically the “evidence” that he’s looking for, being…

I had a giant fucking bunny, who lived happily as litter trained house bun, but he was a grumpy shit.

My parents do this (63 and 67), it’s seriously annoying as my father likes (in the times I’m actually dumb enough to start speaking to them again) to humiliate me publicly in a seriously low and mean manner.

It’s odd to try and explain, but I’ve always “known” to go and get my furry friend. With my dog who I have now (my soul pup, if I’m to be honest) I just knew I had someone important to find - my friend found him and drive me out to see him.

My sister and I reckon that your pet sends out a beacon to “come get them” when it’s time. They know who is meant to be their person, but sometimes the road to getting their person is long and windy.

Very typical Daily Heil. Between sexualising very young girls, racist dog whistles and taking regular, steaming, loose turds (think Bristol type 6) on the chests of people of lower social standing, they like to get a bit of good old fashioned objectification in there.

I’ve been waiting for my opportunity to post this one!

I want that zebra outfit so badly.

“Dah dah dah eh eh ih eh gettin’ mah zebra onnnn, gettin’ mah zebra onnnnn”

YOU MONSTER.

Ah, I see she hasn’t yet perfected what the British refer to as “compo face”.

Hero plumbers?

PETA: “We want to stop this man profiting from exploiting this animal so we can profit from exploiting it instead”.

she is technically a puppet incapable of speaking, moving, or fucking—she literally needs a man

That’s how I read it as well.

I forgot to mention in my previous comment - those meatballs look very tasty. I now need balls in my mouth. Meaty, tasty balls.

I would have rather they did a cock beauty contest. I am not interested in contemplating what a set of clock-weights look like as they bang against my taint, I want to perv properly at the appropriate appendage and sort myself out a bit later on.