You hate pizza. Can’t stand the sight or the smell of it. You’d almost rather eat dog shit. Your friend Tom fucking loves pizza, man. I mean, he will roll up a Totino’s like a quesarito and deepthroat it like Linda Lovelace, just slide that entire greasy motherfucker right down his esophagus. He doesn’t care if it’s a $1 frozen pizza, a Hot N’ Ready … Continue reading Go with the flow
I have absolutely no inclination towards arguing with anyone on my phone, laptop, or any other device that connects to the internet. I used to. I think most people do. They see someone posting something outrageous that they, as sensible people, disagree with and they simply must speak their minds to let the offending party know exactly how wrong he or she is using language … Continue reading I won’t argue online.