Commiejones

You spend the first chapter gathering all the pieces of the mythical "armour doesn't clash." It turns out to be the armour of dicks which is a dildo strapped on your forehead, shoulders, elbows, back of the hands, knees, feet, one off each butt cheek, nipples, belly button. They are all different colors.

Have you looked into Sugar babies? nice little 2 pound watermelons with a vine to match

Fuck. We need to get this guy some class consciousness and theory and put him in the vanguard of the posting wars.

Hannibal Lector!

I know that feeling.

Yeah you can just use a crock pot on low.

Apple pipes are really easy and work really well. Just shove a pencil down the stem hole and then stab the side at a 90 degree angle.

And fuck people who say "everyone is depressed." Being emotionally down because of circumstances is not depression.

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I bet Putin and Kim just like to see how the western press seethes when they get together. "Yo, Un! you up?" "I am now. What is it Vlad?" "Wanna be in the New York Times again and make folks in the pentigon loose some sleep?" "I'm kinda busy" "Thats fine, I'll come to you." "Yeah ok, see you on thursday?"

Fuck yeah!