|Miss Henson's 6th grade class |
This guy should be doing video game voiceovers. Or singing blues songs about getting drunk and regretting it. Makes Tom Waits sound like Mel Tormé.
Shortly after making this speech, Gravely Voiceman was hit by a runaway bright pink train. As his severed head flew through the air, he recorded the classic, "Gay Train Leavin' the Gay Station Blues (Freak Thing Goin' On)"
|Jet Bin Fever |
His thesis statement is, "No gay stuff because it's gross. Also people want to marry their mops."
On 2016 Feburary 9th, it's my 34th birthday!
Not that you guys have to, but..
Let's say hypothetically, at some point in the future, there is a movement for people to be able to marry inanimate objects. Consent isn't a problem because it's inanimate (as opposed to animals which are not capable of informed consent). It's just something this group of people really wants in order to feel normal and equal with everybody else. Which side would you be on? I personally don't have a problem with it. If that's what they want, it's no crazier than anything else people do.
Jet Bin Fever
Hrm objectum sexuals are pretty interesting, though I feel like, unlike a lot of sexual attachments, it is a pretty unhealthy thing to sexually imprint onto an object. Everyone remembers the lady who made out with that amusement part ride and got grease all over her face from it. I just don't think that's someone functioning at a full mental capacity. It's probably on the autism spectrum, and if people find a way to treat that, they'll treat the objectum sexuality as well.
|Oscar Wildcat |
This new integrated Klu Klux Klan is a living testament to how far civil rights have come in Alabama.
|Maggot Brain |
What's with every city council that deals with gay rights having one grandma' in the back looking pissed off.
|That guy |
I mean, he is right about the shoe size part of it.
Everything else, I 100% disagree.
But you can't go having couples where both people wear size 13, size 14 shoes. It's pandemonium. Someone has to be the petite one.
Just in case you get stuck in the trenches!
"You can't even say 'praise the lord' in public anymore!" he said, having just said "praise the lord" in public with no resistance at all.
Born in Birmingham, this doesn't surprise me. The area breeds outspoken fucks of all kinds. The flip side is that there is a very strong gay community despite, or perhaps a result of the ignorance that is blaring about whenever "scary gayness" rears its head.
On a related note: Fuck Roy Moore and his half-assed hair plugs. Fuck him with his 2-ton Ten Commandments sculpture and peanut butter lube.
And for the record that's crunchy peanut butter lube.
|Rodents of Unusual Size |
"...all the creamy sweat of their feet collecting in the socks, just waiting to be licked off I mean THESE GUYS ARE FREAKS."
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