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I wonder if ugly people make a pretty face when they orgasm.
Installing a fake hardwood floor has been a monumental effort, but watching the kids repeatedly slip and fall on it makes it all worthwhile.
I got Macy Gray a glass of water. Ruined her career.
I feel a little left out when song lyrics speak directly to the DJ and people on the dance floor. I'm in my car.
The road to weight loss is a long one.

That's why I've pulled into a drive-thru to get a cheeseburger and fries to tide me over.
Sometimes I feel pretty accomplished. Then I remember how often I have to sing myself the alphabet song.
Some mornings I just don't feel like getting drunk and throwing garbage at passing cars but who am I to question God's plan.
Guys. When you argue via SMS, only AT&T wins.
Your hand bone's connected to my hip bone. My hand bone's connected to your pants bone...and here's...where the song...turns to porn.
First thing I do with a new calculator app: attempt divide by zero.

2nd: Ask myself why I have a list of things to do with new calculators.
It smells like sexual frustration and Mountain Dew in the hallway. So I know the IT trolls are nearby.
Her: I want to ask if she's pregnant.

Me: Is she crowning and asking for the nearest Labor & Delivery room?

Her: No.

Me: Then don't ask.
Blood is thicker than water, but maple syrup is thicker than blood. In conclusion: pancakes are more important than family.
Just made a Cadbury Creme Egg Salad Sandwich. Who wants to touch me?
Remember ... every stripper is someone's daughter, someone's sister, or your mom.
Easy tip to make the whole web look better on your Mac: Turn off Arial in Font Book.
I've been breaking my addictions;

No soda - 9 months

No Xbox - 6 months

No smoking - 3 weeks

No masturbating - 1 minute 58 seconds
Look at your man. Look at me. Look back at your man. Now look at me. What are we selling. I'm confused. Blame the mushrooms. I'm on a horse.
I can name all of the Real Housewives of Orange County is what my suicide note is going to say.
I don't dance like no one is watching.

I dance more like someone is tipping.
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