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I wonder what a Dylan Thomas the Tank Engine poem would be like.
Victoria's Secret show claims it has the sexiest women in the world. Nonsense. There's not even a single librarian in the bunch.
"Mitch better have my bunny." --Dyslexic Pimp
One never sees an "I'd Rather Be Fucking" bumpersticker, does one? This illustrates the fundamental dishonesty of the human race.
I don't use my powers for evil, but I do use them for chaotic good.
In an alternate reality, Alex Ross/Bob Ross are switched. Happy little Batman covers. Landscapes with square-jawed trees lit from below.
Some days you don't want to work. Some days you just want to spend all day curled up in bed with a warm contortionist.
Is Oscar the Grouch a Time Lord? His trashcan is clearly bigger on the inside.
Gonna start a food blog, and it will be both informative and ridiculous and delicious. It'll be informadiculiscious.
You know, I often brain too much. But now isn't one of them.
I was tediously self-congratulatory BEFORE there were hipsters
The only thing worse than not talking about Oscar Wilde is paraphrasing badly and forgetting stuff.
clinically dead is like air-quotes dead, maybe?
"Portrait of the Artist as a Super Freak" by Rick James Joyce, author of "Give It To Me, Dublin."
I've felt an acute deficit of whimsy lately. I need shenanigans and perhaps a jot of folderol.