Yo dawg, I heard you like poutine…
Yo dawg, I heard you like poutine…
Canadian couples only have sex doggy-style, so they can both watch the hockey game.
If I’m ever reincarnated as a mole rat, I know I have guaranteed employment.
The responsibility has been successfully transferred to the taxpayers.
A sci-fi drama about a guy who develops a brain tumor. The tumor becomes sentient and can communicate with the man through their shared thoughts. Over time, they develop a kind of friendship. At the end, the man must undergo brain surgery to remove the tumor. Despite being able to prevent the surgery somehow (haven’t worked this part out yet), the tumor allows it to happen anyway, knowing that it must die in order for the man to live.
I think I would write this as a short story, but I’ve never written any fiction before and don’t even know how to start.
Gordon Freeman, in the flesh.
Book is John Dies at the End?
Angels can’t melt steel pins
I’ve spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder.
It’s raining men by the weather girls.
Ah yes, you’re right. I always confuse her character’s name with the title of the film.
She was in Matilda but I don’t remember her character’s name.
Zalgo is Tony the Pony.
Man just tryna provide for his family. Damn kids.