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What the fuck is this shit supposed to be? Nice try.
You don’t have to talk over my head like I’m not here, you bully asshole. How am I a troll? For saying FIRST ala Winwood? By the way, yes: I WAS always a troll on here. I’m not as clever as you, that’s clear. Wish I were, but I’m just not. Bully for you, bully.
Your GIF is kind of insensitive in light of this past weekend’s tragedy, isn’t it?
Hahaha. You are ON FIRE today, FLW. I’m not even kidding.
You’re a that one, That One.
That’s right! Unload your downvotes on me! It’s just how I like it…
Oops, I just remembered!
Where do you get your ideas?
Thanks for pinch-hitting for me in this comments section, katydid. They aren’t turbo-downvoting you yet, though, so you might want to take it up a notch.
I hate it when they sit around too long after unloading. In and OUT!
She belongs in a hospital, not Facebook. (Coming soon: Hospital app on Facebook).
Wow. This girl is so fucked up on drugs that it’s impossible to understand a word she says!
Man, Roseanne Barr has really let herself go…
Lonnie sounds suspiciously like Shirley Q. Liquor.
You know how to tell a story!
It’s so obviously fake/acting, like all of his vids, and yet it feels like a cry for help. He (fake) lisps “I love you” about 20 times. I do that too and it means “help me.” NO FAKE-O
I would like to point out that the girl holding the firetruck in the photo of the sisters is the actress who played Poppy on the very first episode of “Strangers with Candy.” I recognized her instantly, then checked it on IMDB. You’re welcome.
DSN, I like the way the Michigan Public Radio story uses their real names first, stage names second, and misspells both stage names. “Curtis Jackson, known more commonly as 50-cent [sic] … Marshall Mathers, known commonly as Emimen [sic].” Heckuva job, Michigan Public Radio!
Sorry, Jawnofthedead, didn’t see you beat me to Gay Johnny up there. Also, in the interest of full disclosure, I use Morning Cock soap at home.
Also spotted in the “joke drawer”: Gay Johnny brand soap and Morning Cock brand soap. These shopkeepers KNOW what constitutes risqué humor! They’re playing dumb. Nothing further, your honor.
I noticed Kathy Griffin was on Chelsea Lately the other night. A two-fer for Gabe!
He made me that milkshake (Truth) (NO HOMO). Made to order: Banana, choco ‘n’ Nilla wafers ‘n’ stuff. I have a nice, but complicated, acquanti-relationship with Spike.
Who, me or Spike? I would like to point out that he is not wearing a hat! FIRST?