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Around the eighth mini powdered donut you hit a shame wall. Then I eat three more.
I sometimes read "curmudgeon" as "cum dragon".
Never enough six with the nine.
Okay, all better now. Watching UHF.
My feeling of superiority is better than yours.
I'd make a Facebook page, but I get exhausted just thinking about all the friend requests I'd have to ignore.
How's that hangin' around waiting for a pity fuck thing goin for ya?
3 shots, 4 pints, 2 bowls and 15 mg of Valium later, he began regarding his insomnia as the closest thing to a superpower he will ever get.
600+ poorly crafted comedy tweets later, I see any gal who only links to pics of tofu and their friends has 450 more followers than me
I must've missed that day of 4th or 5th grade where they taught everyone the lyrics to The Devil Went Down to Georgia.