The blog formerly known as No Sleep Til Mysore
Look at me, I need Yoga! Er, maybe a cheeseburger.And a colonic or two!HELP
I will not sit here in the California sunshine and have you compare my acting skills to those of a SLED!Or food pellets!Good day Ms. Satya Cacananda, if that is indeed your real name, which I doubt.I must now have a glass of Chardonnay to calm my nerves.
you get some strange comments.
You forgot "She's a dude!" (from The Crying Game) and "He was dead the whole time" (The Sixth Sense).
What's the ultimate end game for modern society's rampant consumerism and dangerous population growth trends, and a method to put all of these illegal immigrants to good use? Three words. Soylent Green Biscuits. Discuss.
you callin me a wetback soylent green?well, who is gonna mow yer grass er clean yer house if 11 million of us illegal wetbacks get sent back to mexihole?we get free so much free stuff from you citizens we luv 'merica
whats all this talk bout illegal ignorance?somebody hasta cook my stakeidont know how them little fellers can fit 18 into a 1 bedruumapartment, but they do.they must sleep stacked up or sumthinthus saving somce cash on heating