“Look at this joker, deluding himself into thinking Back In Black is a reason Johnson is better,” Frost says while teething on his silicone giraffe before writing his response on a Reddit thread.
"Often my emotions respond more to making a shitload of money than to sympathy."
Bob and Marge Holstein, owners of West Coast Fudgery, have just celebrated their shop's fortieth year of selling uncredited "world famous fudge."
"That memorial was one of the most eye-opening, profoundly heart-wrenching experiences I have ever had, but it's the burial ground for a million-plus innocent lives. How many stars is that worth?? Fuck me."
Born on a mountain, raised in a cave, trapped in a car.
"I was using my alt account to send my usual dick pics to random hotties on Instagram - you know, the ones that show some skin and essentially are asking for aggressive sexual reciprocity from appreciative guys like me - but with the photo glitch, all I could send was disappointing attachments that no one woman wants to look at."
Pinsetters manually set up knocked-down bowling pins. This was back when the game wasn’t the soulless monster it is today. Fuck you, Brunswick.
There are certain parts of life that are unavoidable. Everyone is born; everyone pays taxes; everyone you know and love, will also, at some point, diet.
This may come as a total shock, but your stepmom — and all of your new, extended stepfamily — are cock-hungry, and you're what's for dinner.