Ask me anything, from the introspective to the absurd.
Recent Responses
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Well shave your rectum and fetch me a nice meunster!
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My recommendation stays with Super Nintendo Chalmers.
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Yes... but not on my crotch. I AM CROTCHLESS.
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The abundance of high fructose corn syrup in the bloodstream of any given black man gives way to fond, olfactory-triggered remembrance of my youth spent on Pappy Cripplor's Iowa farmstead.
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I know I need to, but I'm afraid if I try, he'll BENCH PRESS ME.
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As a high Thelemic priest, it's my duty to preach the gospel of ritualistic homosexual intercourse.
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I fucking cackled with laughter at this one, I don't even have a witty response. Well done.
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Your location has been logged by the Freemason Computer Network. Your cleansing shall commence momentarily.
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DON'T EVEN TELL YOUR PASTOR!
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Two years ago today, I met the man I intend to marry.
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GET REAL. Who's this? Mr. Walkway? Mr. Lead-me-to-the-building? FUCK YOU.
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They've got soul, but they're not soldiers.
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I already told you once with my mouth...
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Why would I wish to seduce myself?
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Suddenly? Like Jay-Z, Oprah, and every U.S. President before me, I've embraced the laws and ways of the New World Order.
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MARYLAND is a traitor to natural law, hence why I've bombarded it with earthquakes and hurricanes in recent weeks. THE END TIMES ARE UPON US, THE LORD IS COMING BACK!
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DAMN IT LENDON, PUT IT AWAY
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The best part about hosting it in the 50's was being afforded an opportunity to observe the outline of Groucho Marx's boner under his slacks, it's true what they say about funny people!
During the 70's, everyone was all swinging and key parties, so it was a wonder we could ever make it through an entire episode without an impromptu pompadour orgy breaking out.
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