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My girlfriend demolished my last pair of old chonies last night. I had thought I was pretty fucking clear with her about my sentimental attachment to them the last time she destroyed a pair, or perhaps the time before that, or maybe the time before that. Men are not supposed to throw tighty-whiteys away; they […]

It just occurred to me that God is like a well-made barbecue burger with bacon and onion rings. You see, both the burger and God are delicious, spicy, reasonably priced, and available at a convenient nearby Carl’s Jr. or other fine fast-food establishment.