I thought it was lovely when I saw it the first time in Milan, Illinois.

"That madame," here he pointed to her swimsuit area, "is not a Prunella."

My member knew at once it wasn't Prunella.

I thought that she was Prunella.

Yo. Is that a second wind?

Sorry dudes but I spent my whole load over on the Book Of Face. I'm coming to you on fumes only. Dead Stick coming in.

He immodestly lies about his own shortage of successes, and mean-spiritedly criticizes the achievements of successful people, especially those who call him out on his insults.

I ought to know, of course, since even the Last Supper that I attended did not compare to this fine pig slop. What can I say, victory tastes sweet.

And asked them for a gargantuan Rick Moranis instead. Plaster started falling off the walls as gigantic footsteps started shaking the malls foundations. Mecha-Moranis entered

The person who prays is trying to make God's will contingent upon their own will. Like an omniscient god would need you to remind her with your pleas. Prayer is just an invocation.

It is tough for children who's parents divorced when they were in middle school. You'd think that would be too early to be married and or to have kids.But it is you story. Go on.

I didn't want to say godsend because god knew I didn't believe in her. So it seemed hypocritical for me to site her in a parting salutation. But I did. God just giggled & gestured

I cackled my way through a "How are we now, pretty pretty?". Yeah, I cackled. Am I not allowed to cackle? I thought so. So, I cackled my way though that. Pretty, pretty was ready.

I once imagined a path across the quad from the Murphy Hall to Chautauqua Hall that was beset on all sides by the minions of an angry god of tomfoolery. His chartreuse hair turned

We will run away from love if we see it. If we can't run away, we will skip away. if we can't skip, hop. We do this for the Fold. Praised be the Fold. Let it be a beacon across the

I was trying to recall what my first bong looked like. It was a glass skull. I also had an alepth that I lost somewhere. I'm looking at you Tonya. BTW, you might want to get tested

I remember Dr. Pangloss fondly. At the seige of Carcossonne, he and I spent most of a day hiding together in the belfry of the inner court chapel. We shared buttcheek sandwiches.

Am I a terrible person because I am eating a can of jellied cranberry sauce? Or is it because I was born when Mercury was in retrograde with Poseidon's position on dallying with

He Who Wrestles Barenaked told them that he would also wrestle with the White Chief in Washington, to show the iron in his words and deeds. The woman the palesfaces stuck him with

My eyes seem to have decided not to work right now. I'm sure it is a symptom of something but whatever. Before I go, I just want to remind you all to don't be dicks to each other.