Why do I sense we’ve picked up another pathetic life form?
Here I am, goin’ to Florida, my leg hurts, my butt hurts, my chest hurts, my face hurts, and like that ain’t enough, I gotta pee all over myself.
Manure…I hate manure.
As long as people are still having premarital sex with many anonymous partners while at the same time experimenting with mind-expanding drugs in a consequence free environment, I’ll be sound as a pound!
I’ve got the KEYYYYYYYYY.
dad…i think hes gonna pork her.
–he’s not gonna pork her, russ.
How you get so big eating food of this kind?
can you pass the croissants…and the butter and the jelly.
I don’t know why they call it Hamburger Helper, it does just fine on it’s own!
Inspired by the “Ugh” thread
There’s a million fine looking women out there, but not all of them bring you lasagne. Most of them just cheat on you.
You’re driving me to Phoenix!
Are you on a cell phone?..I don’t know you, crank caller, crank caller!!!
the next time you make a damn prank call… DONT USE YOUR REAL FUCKING NAME!!!
(from a short my friend from camp made… its actually pretty funny)
“hey there sizzle chest…this is FRANK RIZZO!”
Kiss my ass you fucking tool
10,000 Motherfucker!!!
-Which one’s yours?
-The one that says BAD MOTHER FUCKER on it!
-I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast!
-You eat pieces of shit for breakfast?
-N-n-n-no.
There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of men for this treachery. My business is with Isengard tonight, with rock and stone. Come, my friends. The Ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom. The last march of the Ents.
TOGA! TOGA! TOGA!