The two things that get in the way: crying and Axl Rose impressions.
This song makes me want to roller-skate on people’s faces.
How am I racist? I’m black!
Dude, I’ll NDAA all over your SOPA/PIPA.
It was, like, Lea Michele karaoke, so it was classy.
Adele, Britney, Madonna and I did some serious damage on the Drive today.
I love to shoot pickles.
Grande cappuccino, three and a quarter raw cane sugar, extra hot, extra dry, free pour.
I got on the wrong fuckin’ El ’cause I was busy bein’ mad at you!
Actually, this week was a crazy tattoo week for me.
My cousin doesn’t shave her legs. She lives on a farm.
Let’s blow this dick train!