I'm not saying it's bad to be a girl. I'd rather be dead myself.
If my wife left me, I'd be dancing on the deck of the good ship hooter-pop, with a smile on my face and my face on a smile
A fat woman sloshed into the shoe store today, said she was retaining water, I said not to worry about it. The dam of cellulite holding it back should keep us all high and dry for the next few years
These are sevens. The box says nine because well... lady, you're a nine. Now I can accept that. Why can't you?
