Gary, is there a special thesaurus you use to get through a review like this without using the word "cunt"?
That same thing happened to me. It was thanksgiving in 1989, and my friends and me were all on break from our freshman year in college, and I told them how school in California was INSANE!, and how I'd had a three-way with Winona Ryder and Shannen Doherty after this party in Venice, and then some chick said no way bro, I just read in People that Winona is in Europe filming Dracula. And after everyone was done laughing I was all, whatever dude, it was real for me.
Statistically you're about as likely to fuck Miley Cyrus this weekend as get Ebola. Quarantine is probably advisable in either case.
It's easy to hate Mitch for employing the "I can say anything I want and these dumb fuckers'll believe it!" campaign strategy, but he's just a symptom: dumb fuckers are the disease.
I lived in that pisshole city for a few years, and reading the cumbersome rationalizations and exercises in self-delusion every year that were the PD's endorsements just made the voice in my head screaming "You've got to move out of this motherfucker!" rise to a shriek.
Why do I think that Frezza is more emboldened to speak his mind by sealed records, hush money, and a gag order than by the first amendment?
By the end of the day that penis study will have been quoted out of context more frequently than the bible.
Ted's raising an army of people who got picked last in gym class and never got over it.
Once when I was drunk I referred to my dick as "God's penis," and believe it or not that shit came back to haunt me.
Boo Israel? Wasn't he the reluctant hero in "To Kill a Mockingjew"?
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