Just saw commercial for some fucking show called “god friended me” where apparently god fucking friends people on the internet. We deserve whatever happens to us as a people.
It’s the weekend. Time to party. Sure, you probably don’t NEED to start snorting lines of dirty speed all alone this early, but it’s not like you’re doing anything else or like anyone will care if you die.
Eat Arby’s
This Mother’s Day, bring your mom some Arby’s so she can gaze upon the huge disappointment she destroyed her vagina and traded her dreams in for.
Eat Arby’s
BILL COSBY: Pull up your pants, young man!
OTHER PRISONER: F*ck you, you old rapist f*ckin' bitch!
(Stab stab stab)
BILL COSBY: You stabbed me in the zerrbit! I'm bleedin' the pudding obee-kaybee!