MoistPork

@MoistPork

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Q: What's the easiest way to spot a vegan at a party?

A: You don't. Just wait five minutes. They'll tell you.
My twitter handbook:
1) Tweet how you want
2) Follow who you want
3) Fuck you and your drama
4) Have a nice day
Mystery bruises are god's little way of saying, "Perhaps you should drink less, whore."
9 out of 10 men prefer a girl with a big rack. The 10th prefers the other 9 men.
I love you! I want you! I need you! I miss you! I'm sorry! <delete>

Hi. <send>
There's no "I" in meat, but there's "me" and "eat", and I don't know how vegans can argue with that logic.
Men, love your woman in a way that she'll never believe someone else could ever love her better.

Women, give your man blow jobs.
BMW Owner's Manual:

1. Drive like a dick.
2. Look like a dick.
3. Act like a dick.
4. Just admit you're a dick already.
5. The end.
My hips don't lie. The bastards run around telling everybody how much I like donuts.
This is twitter, folks. Nobody is winning or losing anything. If you laughed, or made somebody smile or think today, your job here is done.
If this guy doesn't stop staring at my boobs, well then, I'm just gonna have to wear this shirt more often.
1 follower or 10,000 followers - it doesn't matter. We're all a bunch of fucking idiots.
Facebook is our past.
Twitter is our present.
Unemployment is our future.
Ladies, for my sake and yours, learn how to tweet about something other than your pussy. Please?
I just typed "married" and it came out "martyred". Damn smart phone is becoming self aware.
Thinking about switching to a giant roll of paper towel for a pillow. That way all my bases are covered: tears, drool, sex, cheetos.
Drinking homemade eggnog! Minus the egg. And the nog.

What I'm saying is, I'm drinking bourbon straight from the bottle & snorting nutmeg.
You know those butterflies you get in your stomach at the beginning of a relationship? Eventually they die and convert to belly fat.