Mister Understood

yo mamma is so FAT… because she eats too much and doesn’t exercise.

I called up the witch doctor and this is what he said: Stop calling me! Everyone’s fucking always calling me!

Yo legal guardian is SO POOR… that they only foster you so that they can get the monthly stipend from the government!

Dear completely naked old man in the L.A. Fitness locker room drying the deepest, darkest corner of his buttcrack right out in the open, Do you have to grunt, too? Sincerely, Jake Palas P.S. Why don’t you have any pubic hair?

If his name had been Hilanthropist Lecter, would he have chosen philanthropy instead of eating people?

You say, “jump,” I say, “how high would you like me to jump?”

some girls like the bad boys, but i always find myself going for the horrible men

It’s true that actions speak louder than words, but I’ve found that yelling is one of the loudest actions you can do.

I’ve always wondered what, exactly, the Beastie Boys lyric, “Well, it’s 50 cups of coffee and you know it’s on,” meant. I thought maybe, “it” was writing a last minute term paper, or maybe “it” was getting an early start on a big day of errands. But now I see that 50 cups is just [...]

The good thing about dating a person who has emphysema is that, at least when they say that you take their breath away, you know they are telling the truth.