As Useful As Tits On A Corpse

Existentialism Interrupted

What a great month for breast implant companies. You can’t buy this kind of marketing.

But daddy, they will not only help me feel better about myself but if in case I get a quickie Vegas marriage to some violent Cannuck who bashes my head in, stabs me 75 times, rips my jaw bones out, cuts off my finger tips, filets off my tattoos, moles, scars, all the skin on my face and all other identifying marks on my body, stuffs me in a suitcase and throws it in a dumpster, the police can still use them to help identify what’s left of my corpse. So you see, it would be stupid to not get them.

No one gives a fourth of a cum covered turd what you think, but please don't let that stop you from spreading your insightful wit to the world by commenting below. Or fuck, you're such a pussy-eating faggot you're probably interested in the rss feed of this shitty site. Oy vey.

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