…now i wanna hear Sir Ian sing MacArthur Park.

Viagra helps him GO'REILLY.

United Splorts of America

Sausage jostling wobblies for hump-hungry odd couple dumpster pumpers find not so jolly rogering when torsion and torque come to an abrupt end…

I saw a couple of ferrets fuckin' in a heap of Del Taco.

How many rungs of bung rustlers and cocoa canal cowboys cash does it take to finally squeeze this beetle's juice?

Hossing the bog is a turgid circus of scrotus potables.

Drink up.
Do it for Johnny, man, do it for Johnny!

I'm thinking he's going to find himself transformed into an Eskimo Pie, but find himself at peace with the choices he made in life.

Trump tells white women who voted for him to say:
"I love you Captain Bratwurst!"
while happily polishing his hogleg during the month of April.

O'Reilly will retaliate by only harassing American made now.

He's outrun Imperial starships. Not the local bulk cruisers mind you, I'm talking about the big Corellian ships now…

They'll never top the perfection of Genisys, but eventually we'll see the spectacle of Revylyshyns…

…you can tell by the way he keeps the bulk of the beefstick clean.

Wait 20 years and they can all be The Dependsables.

Watch Honeymoonia 1 on pay-per-view; they'll be bouncin' bangin' slammin' all over the ring and against the ropes in a live sex wrestling jamboree.

No nookie nor neonatalimpalionecrophiliation…

When is Kill Bill 3 gonna happen?

Bye Stranger.

You offering blood & cum laden Faygo for the soul?