f12 in idea barrages

It’s not hard ordering shirts for the Junior Psychics Club. Everyone’s a youth medium.

I’m not no nonsense. I want to do the job well but I want the most nonsense one can have while getting it done. I am Maximum Allowable Nonsense.

The depressed sheep suffered from internal bleating.

Workplace sitcom about a strip club called THE DAILY GRIND. You almost never see the actual work floor, just the behind the scenes, the before and after, where it’s like any other office. Netflix, cut me a check.

The Super Bowl pre-game stuff is like Dubble Bubble gum, there’s about ten minutes of flavour they’re trying to chew over for six tedious hours.

A gummy in the form of a twenty-sided die called a cbd20.

Mash-up ads are the laziest thing. Oh, you’re getting your ad cheaper by sub-letting part of your ad. Cool, bro.

I have decided that every white dude pop-country artist since 1989 is named “Luke Lukingson” by the way. Look at them all. They are all just Luke Lukingsons.