Another.

Penis Really Excellent. Send Extra Nice Toast, Slut!

*the roof rips off the auditorium, an angel floats down and gives me a high five and a certificate that reads "Swag Bitch"*

Here's another one.

Come Here, R****ds, It's Santa Time. My Ass Sucks.

*torrents of cum spray from the crowd, blasting me off stage like a firehose*

What do they expect the response would be other than "Yeah, that's the point, you daft twat."

One of these guys would have a mental break watching a sand mandala be brushed away.
"Why the fuck would you destroy it after all that effort? I don't like this, I want to leave and also for you to never do that again. Please stop."

Regardless of my larger thoughts, the movie was perfect for the duration of the scene the song For Good took place in. I did a crying.

Every high-rated comment is like "Erm, what the scallop?" And I'm like "This isn't your culture."

It's like getting a pedophile to design a mural on the side of a school.

Thank you, Donald, for creating something that we can one day symbolically remove from the building like a stupider version of the Berlin Wall coming down.

Pills That Make You Round, the Midnight Sun to Green's Twilight

The simple hard biological facts:
Man is kiki. Woman is bouba. The woke left are trying to deny this fact, and so we must kill them all.

It's simultaneously sycophantic and patronising in a way that makes me feel like I'm being groomed.