

“Rob Schneider is Kenny!”
“Rob Schneider is Kenny!”
A planetary population of completely gullible fuckwits that believe a fancy search engine is capable of anything beyond fevered hallucinations…
…well SHIT.
That’s one of the only posts I’ve made
Just one?
Watch me eat 450 fucking hard boiled eggs is good…
And the winds are ripe for muffins!
Do you prefer Jedi?
Each of those only counts as one! This brought back memories.
Saul Goodman. My typical response when i catch my own is “ducking autocorrupt.”
“I don’t like that question. I don’t LIKE that question. I don’t like THAT question…!”
“Oh, you’re really something aren’t you?”
“I am, and you’re nothing, aren’t you?”
Mr Smarty Pants got destroyed.
He’s Schrodinger’s Christian. Mother fucker is so slippery, getting a straight answer out of him is akin to trying to nail jello to a wall. Good luck.
“What do you mean ‘belief?’ What do you mean by ‘in?’ What does ‘a’ mean?”
That’s one lazy loch ness monsta.
I missed a step; how do i get from race ants to rave ants…?
“This is just plain fuckin’ stupid. Your neighbor gets a dildo that plays ‘O Come, All Ye Faithful’ and you wanna get one too!”
But can you play John The Fisherman on hard, acoustic?
Hyper space. Just no. Existence is chaotic enough without adding uppers into the mix.
This is me in a nutshell. The more people that tell me to participate in any thing, the less likely i am to try it. Still haven’t watched Tiger King, for example.
Lol! The music industry has fuck all to do with music…!
I’d say these views are more mainstream than you might know.