"you ain't nothin' but a hound dog" whispered elvis as he licked his fan's autographed math textbook slowly.

house fly boxing match, shit's intense.

yoshi stares at you seductively, when suddenly he lunges out his tongue, swallowing you whole and turning you into an egg.

i would like one of those inserted into my mouth at this very moment.

"FucKing Orange" says the man with the bowl haircut, sputtering in disgust as he smears the orange paint from his face onto his shirt.

YOU'RE UNDER ARREST FOR UH...feeding the pigeons! yeah. anyways DOWN TO THE SLAMMER WITH YOU

cotton candy with a hint of jelly

hey ten year old, your nazi shit really isn't cute. why don't you go take your shit to your xbox live account.

is that supposed to be your pony oc? you tried. A- for effort

it's a fucking black cross inside a white circle with black surrounding the circle how the fuck else am i supposed to describe this shit

black(literally black, not African or dark skinned) person with cat face and stringy pink hair and red highlights

having deep thoughts and epiphanies whilst lathering your hair in the bath