Is Sad Day
My laptop is dead, is sad day. Don’t have much to say other than that. Well, I was supposed to be doing some work on a website, and that will probably be stunted due to not having my own laptop to use.
The Wisdom of Mr. Silva, Entry No.23
Jared: I'm fine with Republicans, as long as they're not extreme Santorum Gun—Republicans.
David: Were you about to say, "Gundams"?
Jared: ...Yes.
There, I fixed it.
I noticed Mr. Zimmerman mis-phrased a few things, so I thought I’d help out. (Feel free to share.)
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That’s better.
What the fuck happened here.
What a cruel existence in which she can’t even wipe her own ass.
(Issue #100, Artist (Pencils and Inks): Ken Penders)
Yes, when a male writes a female, he assumes that she spends every moment thinking about the size of her breasts and what they are doing. “Janet walked her boobs across the city square. ‘I can see them staring at my boobs,’ she thought, boobily.” He assumes that women are thinking of themselves the same way we think of them.
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