“Siri call my friends”
“No friends found”
“I’m sorry, Siri call my pawns”
“Calling 700 walruses”
“Wait what the fuck Siri that’s not what I said”
“Ooooouuuughhhhfhgfhhh”
the lettuce diarrhea disease made me forcibly expel the gnome who's been, apparently, ratatouilling me for the better part of four years from my large intestine. I seemingly can no longer ride a bike, play the piano, or make love to my wife without sobbing
Texas Cannonball Run Challenge.
Midland to Austin. Four Taco Bells. Fastest time wins.
Deduct 10 minutes for every Crunchwrap Supreme eaten. Shit yourself = disqualified.