Well, That Seems Needlessly Harsh

Way to rub it in.


Jerks.


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She Left Them No Choice, Really

Predictably, she was stoned and burned at the stake for leg witchcraft.



Though due to her remarkably low fat content, she did make for very poor kindling.



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Sometimes The Hardest Thing To Do Is Heed Your Own Warning (SFiP!)

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Worst. Gumball Machine. EVER.

Say, I sure would love a bit of sweet, refreshing chewing gum!

Well, what do you know! How convenient!

And lucky me, I've got some quarters right here! Let me just drop those in and give it a twist--

OH SWEET MERCIFUL JESUS!!!

MY TOOTH-PULP!! MY PULVERIZED, BLOOD-DRENCHED TOOTH-PULP!!!


Oh, hey! Wintergreen!


OH GOD!! IT BURNS!! IT BURNS!!



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Well, Yes. I Suppose You're Right.

Blast! You've bested me again, Pavement Writing! You clever, clever rapscallion!

Your perception and logic in this matter are beautifully reasoned and utterly unassailable!

I simply cannot argue your point. That is, in every way possible, a yellow line.

You win this time, Pavement Writing. You win this time.



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Perhaps Not The Best Signal To Send.

Gentlemen.

Could I have a word please?

Look, nobody loves superhero-themed adult undergarments more than me. Honest.

But ... you might want to stop and consider for just a moment what qualities the particular superhero in question embodies before you swaddle their logos around your man-junk.

See ... the ladies ... well, they don't really value supernatural speed quite as much as you might imagine.



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May We Interest Anyone In An Injection?

How do you like it?

Hmmm ... I don't know ... it just doesn't feel right somehow ...

THERE we go! That's more like it! Aaaaaaaaawwwww yeeeeeeeeeaah!!




And with that post, the snickering 11-year-old boy in me has been placated. That should last him a solid week. Maybe two.



Till next we ... meat?