The Thunder in Paradise: Poems Created From Interviews With Hulk Hogan
I mean, dude, it's laid back, all this beautiful atmosphere and peace. But things are definitely moving in the right direction for me, thank god.
Comedy Writing
The Real April Fool Is My Bad Son Jerome
I bought him that can opener as a gift to use on Boy Scout trips and he mocks me by spelling swears in alphabet soup on our counter!
- by James Folta
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- April 1, 2018
Jokes
He died how he lived: absolutely slamming expired Capri Suns.
How come we can DRIVE on a PARKway but I can’t PARK my ASS in your HOT tub just because I don’t LIVE here or KNOW you?
If you die on a picnic, you die in real life.
I’m the Michael Jordan of softly saying “okay” to myself 75+ times per day.
I bet if instead of killing yourself you could turn yourself into a turtle, there’d be a lot less suicide and a lot more turtles.
Don’t judge me ’til you’ve cruised a mile in my Heelys.
It’s fitting that I never learned how to correctly spell “self-sabatogue.”
Comments
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I'm too ticklish, personally
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