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"For though it is impossible to cure a husband bent on cheating;
The oxygen's depleting;
A child who's always bragging;
A wife's persistent nagging;
We're equipped to live as though it were."

We need a new Mario game, where you rescue the princess in the first ten minutes, and for the rest of the game you try and push down that sick feeling in your stomach that she's "damaged goods", a concept detailed again and again in the profoundly sex negative instruction booklet, and when Luigi makes a crack about her and Bowser, you break his ( Read more... )

The Triumphant Return of Baby Doom

also, Someone up There loves Jason

and, I liked this One

I liked this One too

you'll never be okay
you'll always feel this way

( i am the sparkle of truth in your otherwise meaningless lives )

i've never wanted so badly to swerve into oncoming traffic...

BEEBLEBROX!
EH?
eh..?

also;
oops, POW, SUPRISE!

i feel like i'm on a fucking freight train, and the tracks it runs on end abruptly into the face of a cliff, or off some mile-high bridge, or into the bowels of some fucking ocean. and no matter how fast you switch cars, or how tightly you close your eyes, it's just going to end in fucking disaster. so what the fuck's the point?

"now and again, it seems worse than it is ( Read more... )