I worry about the dog that shits 45 pounds a day. From personal experience it is not fun

Maybe it is not in a bag because the bag popped after an incident with a tern

h. pylori infection

stomach ulcers, in common

da bears

nice job surviving tho that’s a rough experience

ooo, now i know the name for that pain i get in my chest cartilage ever since that car accident

pubic key lol

cocaine and sex workers?

From my end to another person’s end connected by the plumbing system?

a very complicated human centipede

it ain’t dave’s fault jesus is a freak

i’m not sure we should define ring species as different, but i’m not a ringologist

my pregnant male consorts are the only people i want operating heavy machinery

two types of people, i guess

yes, happy

i have not been in solitary, but once when sick i went about a month without speaking to or seeing anyone (not even watching tv, playing video games, or going on the internet. i was sick). by the end my pareidolia was going nuts, i was seeing faces in everything.

Do you have to have an rx or are they like the cool vet

BE NOT EMPTY-HANDED OF TREATS

I prefer “whoopsie poopsie” as it feeds injects the same sentiment with more whimsy

How else are we gonna carry around a pack full of skeleton parts for our necrarmy

at least 3 days, they probably expect him to come back