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Congratulations; you’re sane.

I hear he’s trying to copyright it for his upcoming DJ persona.

Perhaps a nice hanging plant?

I didn’t even need to read beyond the header to agree vehemently with the mighty Ms. Jones. These new kids are pikers; future bar trivia answers, on their very best days.

Well, this is just an educated guess -I stress to you and to all that I am no expert on these matters- but I suspect they’re completely full of shit, just like every other “Internet Celebrity.” The whole thing is a goofy sham meant to generate web traffic, click-based revenue and ultimately get fawned over by a

My GF found this on Facebook last night, it feels appropriate.

Okay, what credit card would you like to use?

1. Ketchup is alright. Leave ketchup alone.

Agreed, they were terrific. The Chili Peppers should have hung up their socks about a decade ago, they looked like recently-divorced dudes straining to impress bridesmaids at a wedding reception. That, or freshly uncanned Spam packed into discount pleather pants.

I’m a double-dicked dude; I’m too modest to say I’m the double-dicked dude.

I like to think that, on the inside, Cruz can never stop crying.

She truly socked it to us all.

Yes. Fuck them with a car with no brakes.

Thank you! I first saw this wall-eyed freak glaring at me from under his hoodie in an ad for that show of his on a movie screen, I nearly died of fright! He looks like a curdled shaving of Marty Feldman’s DNA!

Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen, two beautiful thoroughbred ponies, will not be getting divorced anytime soon, according to Tom Brady.

My guess is he hip-checked him with his gargantuan bulk. Or, perhaps he trapped Cruz’s arms and legs in his own ridiculously oversized David Byrne cosplay get-ups. Or maybe just made like he was going to punch him, and by the time Cruz un-flinched, everybody was gone.

Media attention, and a taxpayer-funded week off from work.

She can have both of mine.

Nonono, No... I want her literally nailed to one. Give her what she wants, let’s see how she likes the taste.

Do you suppose they pity the foo’?