

Hahahahahahahahah good fucking luck with that WWE, you’re big, but you’re not rockstar big.
Unofficial Australian Ambassador to the fediverse.


Hahahahahahahahah good fucking luck with that WWE, you’re big, but you’re not rockstar big.
Homers car is still a better car than that weird fucking thing.
You lot are always enabling him, he needs help!
Reginald has a gambling problem, we worry about him, but that doesn’t excuse late payments!
Reginald owes me $20!
You just gave Boeing it’s next plane idea.


I mean, what else are we supposed to do?
I always knew he was a little bitch.
That’s rookie numbers.


He’s gonna be a skeleton by the time they tell us he died.
We all fucking hate ourselves, that’s no excuse.





All hail futuristic corn lady!
St Paul: Van full of awesome chicks again?


That kid has no clue how correct he is.


This isn’t fuck, marry, kill.


What is this something that is telling you these things? Is it in the room with you?


I think it’s Season 3 Episode 23 “Family Business”, where quark goes back to Ferenginar to get his mother out of trouble.


I can hear this image.
WWE makes a wrestling game ever single year.