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To "leave a sting within a brother's heart.".
To "leave a sting within a brother's heart.".
A sneer is the weapon of the weak.
A sneer is the weapon of the weak.
What I lack in decorum, I make up for with an absence of tact.
What I lack in decorum, I make up for with an absence of tact.
There's no life without humour. It can make the wonderful moments of life truly glorious, and it can make tragic read more
There's no life without humour. It can make the wonderful moments of life truly glorious, and it can make tragic moments bearable.
Neither irony nor sarcasm is argument.
Neither irony nor sarcasm is argument.
The Almighty in His infinite wisdom did not see fit to create Frenchmen in the image of Englishmen.
The Almighty in His infinite wisdom did not see fit to create Frenchmen in the image of Englishmen.
I refuse to enter a wet T-Shirt Contest until my breasts look more like breasts, and less like something I read more
I refuse to enter a wet T-Shirt Contest until my breasts look more like breasts, and less like something I should tuck into my pants.
Sarcasm: intellect on the offensive
Sarcasm: intellect on the offensive
This is it, folks. This is the idea which has kept me virtually unknown for the past 16 years. I read more
This is it, folks. This is the idea which has kept me virtually unknown for the past 16 years. I have watched my crowds dwindle. I am going nowhere, and nowhere quick, but, those of you who have children, I am sorry to tell you this, but they are not special. Wait! I know some of you are going "what, what?" Let me just clarify: I know YOU think they're special ... ha ha ha! I'm aware of that. I'm just here to tell you, that they're NOT! Ha ha ha ha! Sorry. Did you know that every time a guy comes he comes two-hundred million sperm? One out of TWO-HUNDRED MILLION – that load, we're only talking about one load – connected: gee, what are the fucking odds? Do you know what that means? I've wiped nations off've my chest with a grey gymsock. ENTIRE CIVILISATIONS HAVE FLAKED AND CRUSTED IN THE HAIR AROUND MY NAVEL! [...] I've tossed universes in my underpants while napping. Boom! A Milkyway shoots into my jockeyshorts: "Unngh ... what's for fucking breakfast?!"
