My story consists solely of me digging holes and licking myself.
My Wife and I enjoying our selfs on a romantic night out.
I guess you can get crabs from a toilet seat.
Not everyone can be sunshine and happiness all the time, right?
These still aren't getting old.
But you have to respect their production values.
Christmas Town looks depressing.
...gives me a Woody.
Journalism is a bit of a lost art form these days, isn't it?
Aint that the truth
I'll wait till I get home - to use the bathroom
I'm guessing not.
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