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Ysgramor And His Trusty Soup Spoon
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Maybe... Rocksteady hid Arkham Knight`s secret room there...

Stupiduru dumbassuru.

My evening wear, vampire bat!

Like this sweater? There`s no better, than authentic Irish Setter!

I was crossing an intersection last week, I had the right of way. A truck turning left didn`t see me, but thankfully I had my eye on him the whole time. I`m not half way across when I almost got run over, then ran out of death`s way. I did not throw my coffee at his driver`s side window, but I really wish I had... And

I always enjoy the intro jingle to these segments. Who did it?

Specifically, in your toilet bowl, by the looks of... things.

Live fast, die young and leave a big stinkin’ corpse.

Listen to you. You’re just so.... ugh.

I reject your reality and substitute my own.

One minute, Gawker is going after a sorority filled with girls like these, the next, celebrating girls like these raising money.

(Hope) Solo: “We’re (not) home (free), Chewie...”

I’m a doctor, and I’ve concluded he’s got a case of the fuckititsfridayitis.

I would’ve gone to this party for the half-naked women. I would’ve stayed for the half-naked women dropping grapes in my mouth. And it probably would’ve been one of the coolest nights of my life.

Life is so not fair.

I can’t complain too much about the coffee itself. It can be weak sometimes for sure. I’m a one and a half cream, half sugar man though, which let’s the coffee taste come through fairly easily. I don’t need to be “taken around the world, on a journey for flavour” (“Wow! You can really taste how these beans were grown