He’s so afraid of the government taking away his rights that he consistently votes for the party that takes away rights.

The mexicans and canadians put clam sweat into it and call it clamato and I just think it’s all the more reason to build two walls.

I’d rather eat the cigarette than drink the V8.

Oh man if one of them farted in my direction I would ruin my santa pants.

Isn’t there enough nicotine in a cigarette to kill a non-smoker if eaten?

Stop shitting in the cum jar Fluttershy doesn’t like it.

I saw your part in starting this.

I bet you it smells like a fish market that’s lost power for a week in summer.

It just peels back the skin.

Add vinegar or lemon juice for the real hard mode.

Is this RFK Jr’s Lemmy account?

Imagine bending over and having the corn plane fly up my asshole like it was the twin towers.

That’s not what I meant when I said I wanted three sisters.

You said doody.

Corndog.

This is cornunism.

Watching up at JD and Erika bumping uglies.

Flicking the bean with a cob of corn in your butt is pretty nice too.

I’m not sure what you’d use the pumpkin for in this case though.

His collection of pictures of his sister’s lovely sweater puppies are about fifteen gigs I’ve heard.