The Things I’d Do for Money
You might not do ANYTHING for money, but there's a lot of fucked up shit I bet you would do. Shall we begin valuing your pain and suffering?
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You might not do ANYTHING for money, but there's a lot of fucked up shit I bet you would do. Shall we begin valuing your pain and suffering?
When a plumper version of Rosie O’Donnell with greasy hair, and a face full of acne won't stop stalking you, even smoke breaks have to go.
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Your glands are swollen and you're shaking and panting in a cold sweat. Uhh, you're fine, probably just got the hots for the receptionist. NEXT.
Our kids keep getting dumber while the war keeps getting longer. And not even the smartest bomb can compensate for the dumbest kid.
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Often imitated, never duplicated, the Evil one is now jumping buses in the sky. Let's hope the clouds are softer than his previous landings.
Boy meets girl, girl meets penis, things are going well. But what do you do when girl meets Star Wars collection, and girl goes mild?
Your pointless verbal plea for a call back to help improve your feeling of self-worth is really starting to get annoying. Just send me a text, moron.