Brawny is really promoting abortion.
Brittney, after watching two consecutive ads for Brawny paper towels featuring toddlers bringing shame to their species.
While at the cabin in Cloudcroft, NM, we left all the doors wide open because it was so nice out. This dog wandered in, laid on the floor and essentially didn’t leave until we did. We each gave it a name we thought fitting, but later found out her real name was Scarlette.
Tonight we sleep. Tomorrow: vespas.
Brittney and I are in Texas right now watching a medical show about limb deformaties.
I liked her show. Everything makes sense.
Sometimes I gas Mitch under the covers.
Gorba can be counted on to eventually steer all conversation to farts, even if the topic you started with was the Holocaust.
License plate I wish I had: NVRNUDE.
The trick to getting me to be a fan of something is to pair it with Falcor.