Give a man three fish and he'll think you're a genie who can't spell.
Give a man three fish and he'll think you're a genie who can't spell.
but I see what’s in your mind.
Any water you bail, will fly back in your boat.
One day you’ll climb up the wall of goats.
Wall of goats.
-Liam Goatallagher.
“Wall of Goats”
but I see what’s in your mind.
Any water you bail, will fly back in your boat.
One day you’ll climb up the wall of goats.
Wall of goats.
-Liam Goatallagher.
“Wall of Goats”
young man, you don’t need to fear germs, I said
young man, give your brain some more worms,
you can eat 👏 that 👏 whale 👏 you scavenged
young man, you don’t need to fear germs, I said
young man, give your brain some more worms,
you can eat 👏 that 👏 whale 👏 you scavenged
Butthole of Green Gables
A Journey to the Center of the Butthole
Voyage to the Bottom of the Butthole
Butthole of Green Gables
my wife, pinching the bridge of her nose: did you… did you spend two years breeding ox in tibet *just* so you could do that joke?
me: yes
my wife: THE KIDS THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD
my wife, pinching the bridge of her nose: did you… did you spend two years breeding ox in tibet *just* so you could do that joke?
me: yes
my wife: THE KIDS THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD
Like, the number of lives saved by controlling air pollution in America is probably over 200,000 per year, but the number of people who think their life was saved by controlling air pollution is zero.
Like, the number of lives saved by controlling air pollution in America is probably over 200,000 per year, but the number of people who think their life was saved by controlling air pollution is zero.
GO.
Find out what it means to me
D-I-E-H-A-R-D
Take care, John McC
Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi…
Find out what it means to me
D-I-E-H-A-R-D
Take care, John McC
Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi, Nakatomi…
[Vance pulls out a small hacksaw and begins slowly sawing through the closed beer bottle's neck, a broad and chilling smile plastered on his face]
[Vance pulls out a small hacksaw and begins slowly sawing through the closed beer bottle's neck, a broad and chilling smile plastered on his face]