Mostly money, pretty much.

This is my surprise face.

<Looks at the mutants in the House.>

You show me 5 people and I will show you 3 assholes.

This follows the similar rule that you shouldn’t ever trust a motherfucker who announces, generally unprompted, that he is a “good guy.”

The most horrifying thing I’ve ever seen was on a fake crab product:

HD remakes of games show more than originally expected, too.

The wife and I still regularly talk about that SNL skit.

This is why you must flush immediatly, for fuck’s sake.

Will Smith’s new face, freshly sculpted by the finest meatsmiths, is freaking me the fuck out.

“Excuse me, is this your house? No? Yes? I don’t fucking care, I’m taking this.” -That fucking flood

I subsist almost entirely upon the bounty that is tea, hard alcohol, and limitless rage.

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.

Well, yeah, that’s what I would have told the boss happened, too.

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.

The predator ship with the trophy wall INFLAMED my young brain when I saw it. All those historical weapons and the stories they represented!