You know, I find the most erotic part of a woman is the neurotoxin dispensers.
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You know, I find the most erotic part of a woman is the neurotoxin dispensers.
I remember a lot more of those stick-on glow in the dark plastic stars, if nothing else.
And now I’m even more glad that I buy whole bean rather than ground coffee.
Some generous billionaire could come along one day and pay off huge medical debts for patients, on a whim.
Go on then, pull the other one.
I have been called a pig, and I am frequently in a pickle. I feel so represented.
Marv, pull up SCP-2669 please.
Ah, but what of the feet? Even if you need both feet for one job, that’s still another dick or two.
They’re even better raw!
So, when you remove what I assume is an announcement bot and lizard people from the equation, the answer is George Takei? Yeah, that sounds about right.
Doing a number four, I see.
Faster shitting, but more to clean. Wonder if it would be more or less efficient.
This also works with cops.
Comrade Crow, vol. 1: An Attempted Murder
“I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass…”
Call me crazy, but the fever wank is a great wank. You feel so cleared out, and it helps you sleep and recuperate.
Wait, when did Michael Cera play Chekov?
Jim Rash watching from the sidelines as Bezos?
Are mechanical keyboard people an evolutionary offshoot of dice goblins? They’re both drawn to the clickyclack at the heart of it.
I mean, this but unironically? No one should be seeing homeless people because they shouldn’t be homeless.