Bumper sticker of glory
Oh my god the internet is fucking retarded. Just...just retarded. Also, I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but Fred Phelps is allowed the walk the Earth. And not like...Cain is allowed to walk the Earth. I mean he's not in prison, in one of those Hannibal Lecter rigs. What is with that? The man is so obviously deranged even my racist grandmother would take offense. And she's dead. How about that, hm?
So I come home from a not-very-good-but-not-horrible movie (Scary Movie Four. Or Scary Movie Vier... if you can only count in Dutch.) And my folks are out of town, somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon. Anyway, I open the door and my kitchen light is on and so is the TV in the living room. I poke my head into the living room and there's some goddamn people on my couch under a blanket. Who the fuck are these people, I ask myself. Oh...wait...Tim lives here again. Goddammit. If they boned on that couch I'm going to have him spayed.
For your information, Six Flags (named for the six different nations that have held dominion over the territory of Texas) Great Adventure officially has more rides than any other theme park in the world. The whole fucking world. That's right. fuck off Kings Dominion. Screw you, Cedar Point. Knott's Berry Farm can kiss my ass. And Tokyo Disney is not even worth mentioning. But I did it anyway, because I know fuck all about amusement parks outside of the United States.
Simple lesson for today:
How soap works: