Whatever helps you sleep at night, bitch, let me guess, you picked out yet another colorful box with a crank that I'm expected to turn and turn until OOP! big shock, a jack pops out and you laugh and the kids laugh and the dog laughs and I die a little inside. I guess the lesson learned here is that it doesn't matter where everyone is from as long as we're all the same religion.
Because you touch yourself at night, that doesn't mean he can't hear. Kick Joe, kick! Did you hear that Meg? Guys can marry other guys now. So...this is awkward, but I mean, if they can do that, that is pretty much it for you, isn't it? I mean you as well pack it in. Game over.
If I had a hole in my throat, I would put pennies in it, this sucks worse than that time I went to that museum, Smurf-Yeah! Come one come all, she floats like a butterfly and stings like I pee. What do you say to that broccoli... stop mocking me, you foul, venereal disease carrying, street walking whore.