AUDIENCE

BOOO! BOOO!

NANCY (one hand on her hip, the other defiantly pointing at the audience)

I do as I please! I do as I please! Y’all don’t know me! I do as I please!

How do you nominate for comment of the year?

Disqueue, then.

Disque?

… We’re in.

It was, in fact, showtime.

“Oscar Mayer Devouring His Son”

… You get the stabo!

He was the son of Godzilla, after all.

“TO FIND IT… TO FIND IT… TO FIND IT…”

God help you if he takes his right hand out of his pocket.

Shiiit, man. That honky mofo messin’ mah old lady–got to be runnin’ cold upside down his head, you know?

It’s blue play-dough, we have boundaries.

You know what somebody’s going to go and do now.

I was hoping you could help me with

Just kick back and relax, you’re good for 10 days!

I made a shit comment, I’ll admit. It’s just frustrating to see multiple top-level comments in meme, 196, and shit post threads shitting all over a clever joke because of a technicality. It’s a fucking giraffe, this is not a PSA.

That’s essentially what practice is. We’re all pretending to be something we’re not until we become that thing. Anything you can practice, you can do. Keep at it.

Ah, yes! Another joke solved by Lemmy! Thank God nobody has to laugh at this amusing thought anymore. What an upsetting situation that would have been.

Maybe he has another one somewhere.