and what that says about you horrifies me just a little bit.
Barnyard fuckers: That almost never happens here.
Crissy from Rhode Island: Great. Now I’m going to have the fucking paparazzi following me around Target watching me buy superflow tampons and vagi cream.
Butt-hole bleach, How to bleach your butt hole, Ass bleach: Despite my objections to this product, had I known this was such a hot topic I would have done a video demonstration for you. Not really.
Hershey Kiss Weight Watcher Points: There are 3 w.w. points in one serving of kisses. Quit asking.
Stake and blow job night: Okay, I understand that not everyone was an English major in college or even a graduate of grade 3, so here’s your tutorial: it’s steak with an E if you’re eating it. A stake with an A is what Buffy the Vampire Slayer carries around with her to help her kill vampires and stuff. Totally different kind of evening… just sayin’.
Friends fucking my drung mother: I don’t have any friends and my mother doesn’t drung.
Shat her panties: This is what will go on my gravestone. Fantastic.
Sold her panties: Again with the panties. I’m going to have to stop wearing them.
SUPER FUCK: Well, I like to think so. And I must say I’m flattered by your enthusiasm!
Rachel Ray Smokes: And that’s why I like her now.
Chanel Motorcycle Helmet: Paris Hilton is that you? I notice you didn’t bother to leave a comment though. Whore. I hope you crash your motorcycle and die.
Jesus yoga: Salvation Rotation and Mighty Disciple are my favorite poses. Thanks Jesus!
Anywho…there’s a bunch more, but I’m getting bored now.
I don’t think I want to leave my house anymore.
Some of you internetatrons are freakin’ me out.