Location: Between here and there, out of time, and in love with BSoD <3
Joined Mar 20, 2012 at 09:55PM EDT
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I’ve decided that it’s high time that I’ve killed myself. Naturally your world has no meaning without me, so I thought I’d save you an effort and make this a murder-suicide via the induction of massive coronary failure in both our persons. Are you ready? Okay, here goes.
George Carlin was a smart man.
Oop, amost forgot.
Oh my God, is that a real credit card? I want one.
I think the best defense for astronomy and the trip to Mars is to say that it’s actually important as compared to, say, the video game industry. People should give up video games before they start bitching about cutting Nasa’s funds.
I don’t think that’s much of a defense really. That’s like me wasting my son’s college education fun on prostitutes and then justifying it with the fact that one of my many prostitutes happens to have a degree in mathematics and likes spending time with kids, so it’s possible when I invite her over that she might impart a slight scholastic advantage to him.
Maybe. If she feels like it after going down on me.
And most women really don’t want to do anything after that except lock themselves in the bathroom and cry.
Made me think of you.
This avatar pleases me.
So out of curiosity, why have you decided to have us associate you with Soarin’s glorious ass?
Catchy remix. You might enjoy it more if it didn’t imply that Fluttershy was getting statutorily raped.