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Funnier Than A Retard On Fire

Do you love Viagra jokes? When someone says, 'Wanna see a Schwarzneggar impression?' do you get giddy with anticipation? Do you use the phrase 'giddy with anticipation'? Ever accidentally let out a little squirt of pee during Hollywood Squares? Be honest. Do jokes punctuated with 'What's up with that?' start you laughing hysterically?

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If any of those are true, please leave this site immediately, kill yourself, any offspring you have and your conspirator in procreation (the chick or dude you got it on with to make babies). Not in that order though. You see, if you off yourself first, you won't be able to susansmith your kids or your old lady/man, because you will already be dead. I know, I know, this thinking thing is a lot harder when your TV isn't here to help you out. But please, help the human species evolve by not reproducing your inferior genes. Natural selection is never pretty for those not naturally selected.

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Crash sites, crucifixes, a camera and Curless cackling. You don't want to be caught dead on my site.

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Thinking objectively only hurts the children and makes America vulnerable to the terrorists. So support our troups by accepting, without question, what I say when I tell you what and how to think.

My Life's Work

Failed self-portraits, stand-up material, the hand-turkey I made in the 2nd grade, the kleenex from when I sneezed the image of christ, a 9-11 tribute and other random pieces of shit/art.

You ever think upon getting her 14th cat an old, shut-in lady looks at them and goes, 'These are the ones. These are the cats that will one day feed on my corpse'? I like to think so.