The physics teacher would know that children have a terrible coefficient of restitution. This must be some other curious teacher.

The bag and the planet pull towards each other.

Their sentiment is that these young women should be saving themselves for their future husbands, and if they don’t, they’re whores who are getting what they deserve. It goes towards their belief that a man has a right to a woman because she is less than him.

The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.

This guy looks like a mix of Joe Biden and George W. Bush.

The golden snitch.

This is not the picture I would draw if someone asked me to explain what a “top” and “bottom” were.

Now consider wild fires during that period.

I wonder how many minutes it took to pre-target that site with a Minuteman-3.

The celestial administrators looked at his dating record and just made the assumption.

Don’t forget the phase-change cooling from the addition of solid state H20.

Johnny was a chemists son. But Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H20, Was H2S04.

This implies the existence of the Purple Swamp Cock.

What’s the point? Attention. These people need attention and this is the only way they can get it. They don’t care if it’s positive or negative. Do not engage or try to reason with them. Simply ignore them and go on about your business.

“I wish for an elephant sized cock.”

Not aliens, bourbon barrels. Bourbon barrels outnumber people in this part of the world.

Nobody in the history of humanity has been asked how pedantic they are.

Trump doesn’t care about Christians or Republicans. The deal is, he gets to be the center of attention and above the law. In exchange, he does whatever the Republicans want. He’s too shallow, entitled and stupid to be passionate about anything except his image.

The burden of the obsequious.

“Finally!” - Pete, the incredibly hung horse fucker.