There’s literally only seven words I don’t say on the internet and they are shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.

What.

I’m in the waiting room right now for my weekly clean-out.

My iPhone keyboard is my favorite.

I have a pretty nice mechanical keyboard but I usually cast my phone keyboard.

Freddy Got Fingered you uncultured swine.

Hey that happens to the best of us.

I guess I’ll buy two memberships now.

I can read the tattoo on his chest.

I was thinking Aphex Twin.

I don’t know I watched that man eat all the hot wings in Hot Ones without drinking anything or even changing expressions.

It actually might have been the only time I’ve ever seen him happy.

Turn the heat up and turn the AC up means fundamentally different things though.

Except that guy from black flag turned out he was racist.

I wonder if asafoetida would work instead of onion?

Saltpeter pills for sure.

My cats would sell me out for three treats.

I swear I’ve seen Sabrina Carpenter in the Dec 1 outfit.

Throw a fish in there too.

Is that when you’re not quite drunk enough to black out but you’re just browning out a little between lines?

Should I blend the oil and onion together so there aren’t big chunks in it?

All punks want to do is mosh and smell bad.