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We'd barf, but we're scared these hoarders would try to keep it.
MAYER: You never see pictures of women having sex with dozens of robots at once any more.
How was I to find such a thing in this work-a-day world? A bar? Those aren\'t open at this hour. A pottery class? I’m already an expert potter. The bank? That\'s barely a suggestion. A fourth thing? Now I\'m just going too far. Which is how I came to find myself back on Friendster ...
Here are the confused, bewildered, most certainly arrested souls that gave birth to our most majestic of benders...
Turns out music does more than just show the world you're a terrible dancer.
Turn left in five hundred feet. Open the glove box and remove the gun. Kill!
My friend and I ordered a pepperoni classic today and when it arrived we found it to be incredibly chewy. Like it was made out of condoms. Was it made out of condoms?
He was created by filling a cement truck with coconut sperm, and no one was more surprised than that cement truck.
It still counts as 'heart-warming' if it rips your heart out of your chest and lights it on fire.