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And your mom.

Perhaps you've never heard of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police?

They're both too big to be anything but stupid as a whole. I'm voting for Team Canada as the next superpower.

So this isn't the last day of Sinead and Arsenio's acquaintance?

Is that what you're saying?

Poor Dick's Marital Aid.

She's too busy watching an old movie with her new iPriest.

Is that what you're not saying?

Only if she's a Mr. F.

So I've always found your imaginary daughter shtick to be somewhat creepy, but, yep, our conversation has managed to make it 3x more so. Great job, internet!

The snails are retarded. The people are slow.

I forget which one of the twin daughters that Lohan plays in that movie.

Shut up, James Hetfield.

Nah, he wishes he could be your imaginary daughter.

I love it when knickers get snagged by a toe.

I approve of this art.

It's an indie film. The director didn't want to make a Radio Friendly Unit Shifter.

The Baha Men don't wear pants, only shorts.

Well, I've got me a burning cross and it's as big as a whale and it's about to set sail!