Dude, don’t light yourself on fire, that’s horrible.
Someone at Paramount is looking for a new job today.
Her sister on backup vocals is pretty intense, too.
I wish my priest carried a two-foot long machete.
Imagine having no idea why you do what you do for a living.
Not such a roughrider on here.
Yeah, pack up and head to the basement, man.
Can’t see how this will turn bad. Except for the cancer risk.
Lady, you need to be rapping about cookies or something.
At least robots can't feel boredom.