his face is massive and unsettling, like an easter island statue…

i beat my agoraphobia and went on a 500 mile trip to see some people who i hadn't seen in years.

we should all condemn them for being such a vaguely defined generation.

well, as long as a grizzled crewman points in the direction of a porthole and bellows "th' WHALE" at some point in the movie, i'm on board.

i wonder if it will be friends with me?

i can't imagine how that passes inspection. she's not even wearing a hair net!

*stares in stunned silence at lawn that has magically appeared outside of apartment*

i remember my life before i found out that portraying operating systems as anime girls was a thing,

what a crepe.

it always amazes me how much grandparents love a good murder.

it's called the mall of america.

the review all just one word "HATE"

well, it's the internet, so everything comes back to feet. always, always feet.

or writing erotic av club commentator fan fiction. losers!

riker. the answer is always riker.

and yet no mention of roy orbison wrapped in cling film? shame!

well done, you mysterious stranger.

these pun threads are really starting to jump the frog.

i cannae understand what you mean.

they don't