The Cirlce Of Shit

Now, I may be dating myself (possibly date raping myself if I don’t willingly give it up—of course have you seen how I dress? I’m usually asking for it) but remember in the mid-90’s when everyone was getting rich by selling phone cards? Well, maybe not the rich part, but everyone was selling them. Hawking […]

The web shouldn't be a global network to circulate bad jokes and dying children's requests. E-mail should be used to distribute pictures of your girlfriend's sister sucking off stray dogs, like god intended.