a2 in idea barrages

It’s about a fraternity comprised entirely of loser centaurs and it’s called ANIMAL HORSE.

When you need tin cans / to be eaten, man / who you gonna call? / Goat Butlers!

It’s not that they enjoy the suffering itself, they enjoy having something to define them completely without any other work, even if it’s pain. I don’t understand the martyrs but I guess it takes all kinds.

No matter how many times I read the actual lyrics to “Blinded By The Light” I will always hear the lyrics “and a little early birdie gave my anus curly-whirlies”.

“I won’t have sex with a Mason jar” he said “I’m drawing the Mason dickins line.”

I enjoy referring to regular non-instant oatmeal as “gradual oatmeal”.

They have to sing a song to you about your ability to have an attorney and stay silent and whatnot. They’re your Lin Manuel Miranda rights.

Pharma ads are like “Occasional hangnails ruin your life. Now with Nailyazan, you’ll have a 60% chance of less hangnails with only a 70% chance of fatal side effects. Do not take Nailyazan if you’re allergic to Nailyazan. Live with maybe less hangnails with Nailyazan.”