Honestly I don't know why i have these partiesBecause of your catThat's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort
Just like you silly bums, I have a personal sky god. I bow to him, as you do to your airy-fairy sod. He prefers I call him Mr. NOT.
It sounded somewhat doom-laden, so I felt obliged to look it up more thoroughly, in case I should eat some chocolate rather quickly.
Bat stood in the open door and said I am a crime scene unit detective from the New York City Police Department, you heinous fucking mongoloid, and there is nothing I cannot do.
What did the soup say to the tea plate? "You're too shallow for me. I like deep dish to dip right into!" I still keep my British humour in good taste. No room for egos or rumours.
I do not want to sound cynical or condescending, but your lips are moving, your mind unbending.
I get this buzz every time I'm quoted online. The ego high... yes... but also a Google Alert.
Children throw tantrums because they've imagined their 'father in heaven' does so. And because, their inherited religious book has, in written, shown them so.
I never knew, apes talk. Apparently, you do.
You still are? There go my plans! And the suit I had bought to attend your funeral. Well, well. Anyway, do call me up when you an't.
All humans are rogues. Cured only by death.
I wish you well - if you will die. May you rest in peace.
I love religious nuts. They make me remember I have them too. So, being a health nut, I scratch them religiously. Just as I do my butt.
Most people are scumbags. Accept it. Let go. Chill out, douchebags.
Monkeying around with other apes, a monkey was made - called, HUMAN. God is great!
One can hardly do anything productive when one knows there is cake in the fridge.
One girl raved about a nice voicemail a guy had recently left her. I kindly requested she play it and heard this gem: 'Hey, Lydia. It's Sam. Just calling to say what's up. Gimme a ring when you get a...
But it is infamous that they have not told you!’ declared Eustacie. ‘Je n’en reviendrai jamais!’‘If it’s all the same to you, miss, I’d just as soon you’d talk in a Christian language,’ said Mr. Stubb...
The trouble with eating Italian is that 5 or 6 days later, you're hungry again.
Jimmy held on to the reins for dear life, and thought that a horse was about the most slippery creature to sit on that he had ever met. He slithered first one way and then another, and at last he slid...
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