Those Kobarahs look like they should have an inflation valve on them somewhere.

Let’s just hope there’s no scam.

Now I kinda want to dope-slap the guy.

They would probably worry about your underwear less than they would about the human skull proudly displayed in my living room.

Wot, no Doctor Strangelove, Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb?

That shit’s just a polymer.

Stockades nothing: I’d like to see them let a couple of yobbos go to town on his kneecaps with tire irons.

Not cunts: they lack the depth, the charm and the warmth.

But if it happens to enough rich people maybe they’ll actually care about it.

Might a reloadable gift card (to Target, or BB&B or such) be a good idea? It’d be an easy way to help her out/gift her at other times (along with maybe a “for fun” or material gift or two).

Is it just me or is there in fact a marked correlation between owning/driving a BMW and major douchebaggery?

[looks her up]

This white person wishes you had, but I imagine the consequences wouldn’t’ve been worth it.

I can’t say why they choose the words they choose, but Facebook (and maybe Twitter too? I don’t use it) doesn’t have any way to do italic text, so one ends up resorting to caps or asterisks.

I would enjoy seeing you tell Billy Connolly this.

No. They lack the depth, the charm, and the warmth.

And men are REALLY bad with judging a woman’s weight. I mean really bad.

Nah, I think only Alfred Jarry or Bertold Brecht could do justice to this.