Shit man, it's not like she was smoking or anything. I think you should pay the medical bill.

How would I spit cans? Wouldn't I have to eat them first? I think you've confused me with a goat. Thank you for complimenting my bicycle, and don't worry about her; she was just harmlessly looking at it. I suppose I'd pray for your health, or hygiene, if I weren't an atheist. Alas, I am.

Please tell me more about the doctrine of God's Holy Seed. I'm curious.

Do I really have to smell it? Isn't there a better way to diagnose gout? I'm aware of that dog's problem, and I think you letting it press its feet against your open wound might have something to do with your own illness.

Don't know why you'd want to eat the feet of someone with gout. That doesn't give you superpowers here in the real world, and I love Guardians of the Galaxy just as much as the next man, but I don't know that I would call Groot a poet, more like a frustrated gangster rapper with a mild speech impediment.

He really shouldn't be messing with roots from that tree, and if he lets them rot and keeps them in your house then of course they'll draw flies. But if the root beer is that fattening then he should be glad that he spilled it before he got a chance to drink it.

Sophia! Are you there Sophia...! You are my Star my Angel my Mind. Keep me safe and I'll be back.

Your turret-centered romantic Portal fanfiction is certainly...unique.

get this filth out of here!

Subsequently, freedom creates more and more unrated elements supported by contradicted arts section parts to make arguments more interesting for observing officers.

So you're saying that in order to be a slave to freedom, you must have a condom fall off inside your rectum, fart it out while an elephant sucks it up into its trunk, become aroused by the fact that you accidentally sprayed diarrhea while doing so, and then sell products that have been altered to become less automated and more manually controlled? Well, that makes sense to me.

That's it. Beans altered to become a mess. Provocations manually controlled. An elephant socks in trunk? Maybe. Days like before today changing my vectors. Waves.

Thank you for pointing out my pimple; I hadn't noticed it. Ideally, structural support beams should be reinforced to prevent a collapse. I hadn't realized that there's a university in which the students are composed of cheese, but that's interesting. Where else would I keep my socks but in a trunk? So you haven't changed your underwear in quite some time then? You might want to consider doing it, or else go live in a cave.

Hey! I was a woman for two weeks only, but my under armour is blossom. Nipples are a proof that you can give a milk, otherwise why would you need your nipples? I look rather silly while raving but I can record some game for you.