Huh. That never occured to me.

This is all just a very long excuse for his own Lolita Express rides.

An old guy I sometimes work with likes to listen to Glenn Beck on his radio. At least he does until I gleefully point out how Extremely Fucking Dubious all his ads and endorsements are. It’s all matress and house siding companies you’ve never heard of or some guy telling you how to get rich in real estate next weekend…

Excuse me, that is Baker FUCKING Mayfield. Get it right.

I really like how you own it there.  It takes a little extra to go ahead and speed up into that brick wall.  Fuck brakes.

Just a little dick waving and fondling teenagers! Fucking Moronic.

Carrie’s Leia knows exactly which fork to stab you in the eye with, at a fancy dinner.

I’m ghoulish enough,

Lucky that didn’t turn into a cripple play.

I wish I were younger. Maybe then I could jack it to this Minecraft shit.

Nah, they give themselves the babies. It’s like Ouroboros, but with dragon dong.

NOT FUNNY COCKSUCKER!

Jeez dude. Act like you’ve maybe had a slight chance to have been there before.

The good shops always tell a little story.

OK. Now I am jealous of your drugs.

Looks like you’ve copied your spam from the wrong folder, Comrade! This will affect your already very meager pay.

It’s Dick Tracy Villian Cousin-Fucker!

I’m gonna play Christian Buzzword Bingo! It will probably be a drinking game.

Those are the very Christianest of values.  I wish their Hell was real.