The Goods of the Internet

The most wrong thing since the invention of wrong.

All I know is that it costs 3800 somethings. Or 3990 somethings. And also that when pink goes in blue comes out.

mmm… Prison…

If my cell-mate is named Cheddar Biscuit, I’ll probably be having sex the first night.

Note to self: Open a gasoline station.

The funny thing is I was just thinking of paying for some whore’s sex change.

I want this to go away and I want this to not go away.

The only solace is knowing I’ll most likely never eat there. That isn’t much solace.

At least 2 kinds of wrong.

My home state. Now that I think about it, maybe Hillel wasn’t such a bad school.