I would play this game.

I, too, often yearn to go into the past and rectify mistakes that I’ve made.

I sincerely think these people imagine that, should they defend their chosen idol with enough verve and fucking vigor, some magical event will occur and the idol will appear beside them.

SPIN THE AMMO WHEEL

I think it was the third thing mankind invented, after cash.

These shows and the PJs they force these poor bastards to wear.

It is all just puppets and hands up asses, all the way down.

These fucking clowns really believe they live in a fucking movie.

I used to do a little but the little wouldn’t do it so the little got more and more

I shouldn’t be surprised anymore, really, but how does someone in a court case like this (national fucking attention, people) manage to think about pulling a stunt like this, plan to pull a stunt like this, and then OPEN THEIR MOUTH and actually fucking go through it?

You are remembering correctly. The math is strong in this series.

“We’re rebels! Rockers riding the lonely road! We got long hair and hate the man! Drugs!”

Unrelenting navel-gazing, math words, and gobs of money does not a watchable show make.

Will have to wait to see how much sibling almost-fuckery occurs on Sunny before I can fairly weigh in.

Yeah, I dunno if ordering from an app is “from a robot” quiet yet, Thunder. The badly slapped together burger and undercooked fries are still, at this moment, being assembled by human folk.

“That rich lady is being hassled by hungry hogs!”

“SWOLE!”

There is a rare physical thing that happens to the ol’ scrotebag where it retracts into the body, generally during an animal attack.

“If I hit the Elvis impersonators I get bonus points!”

If my humble abode caught fire whilst I was fully buck and I was unable, somehow, to seize upon any emergency clothing then I can assure you I would still escape the flames, nudity be damned.