So, like, can you be an organ donor?
MEAT! Meatmeatmeatmeatmeat ME-EEEEEEEEAT!
You don’t have the guts to throw that knife at me again.
Look over there and I’m going to tell you about the rabbits.
Why does everyone call it a “Hitler mustache”? James Joyce had it first!
You worship Seitan! Ha! Get it? Also, I sold your social security number to some guy in India.
You’re not a cop, right? You in the market for a baby?
I want to give Phil Collins a handjob before I die… but not necessarily before he does. You know what I’m talking about.
Vegan rhymes with “pee gun” sorta.
Who’s Moby?
