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listen pal, i don’t know where that really cool painting of my taint came from but it most definitely did not come from my comically sized duffel bag which can fit a 24x30 canvas

madam would you be interested in a night of hulkamania runnin wild on you

google is so cool i cant believe i went this long without seeing a boob

my dad can rip a phone book in half so bradley from 4th grade better watch out because he’ll kick your behind mister

officer i assure you there is not a bear with a chain as a weapon in this house now please follow me into this enclosure in which my lion with a gun resides

there will never be a larger and more successful company than motorola

i dont know nothin about no internet

i will pay $78 cash to anyone who dies

(looking into the Void) this is just like that one movie

do you think theres some dude out there that would mow my lawn for me

where’s martin luther now

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boy hank williams is playin in this bar and im boutta get my STINK on


Peanut Butter & Jelly? More like, Pee-nut Butt-er 'n silly.


23 hours no sleep. vomiting and seeing wizards.


there is no cop on earth that can Stop me i Promise you they’ve tried


Love is like a tumor. If you love someone and you try to bite them off, it'll bleed a lot. But it'll kinda taste good.


My cousin retweeted, "Drinking orange juice with pulp is like eating ass with toilet paper in it," and it made me very unnerved. I've never used toilet paper.


I'm a real frapper. I frappe every day. I love frapping. Alright, thanks guys. :)


if cough was spelled like “coff” then the world would be a better place and we could all start facing the real problems; dudes who dont take the sticker off their hats


When you take out the fun times and feel a gaping hole in ur tummy.


need a roman guy to tickle me. call it romantickle. gimme that suck n fuck n swallow type beat. im talkin ass claps for hi-hats type beat. -red lobster official


The Wonder Bread guy personally introduced me to boobs.


"hows abt that image of the big guy in a car? just the picture. like, just put the picture on the site. no caption. uyea. just like that. yea."



"thats just how it is on this bitch of an earth"