
That’s disgusting. Smoking is really bad for you.
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That’s disgusting. Smoking is really bad for you.
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Oldest trick in the book. Get an ATM keypad tattooed on your ass and then stand next to a bank of machines late at night when people are too drunk to notice where they’re sticking their cards. I’m not falling for that. Not again.
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. . . at least take someone literate along with you to your appointment.

Methinks he doth protest too much. No matter. When he finally does get around to coming out of the closet, he can always add “Trucks and Buses Excepted” to the bottom.
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And if you can read this, then you know that I really wish you would put your clothes back on before taking a dip in a bathtub full of Krazy Glue.
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This HAS to be ironic. Right? Please?
Submitted by: Refe Lemele
Via: Found this on Badoo

A commitment to matching all of your tattoos with your twin might seem like a good idea, until one of you decides that he needs to get a tramp stamp of his dead cat, Missy.
Bonus twins after the jump. Click to see more… »
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I once had a nightmare that it was 1987 and I was in a Turkmenistan DMV waiting in a two-mile-long line to renew the registration on my Yugo/receive my cotton ration. Then it turned out that I was actually awake and at the real DMV, the line was three miles long, and the east-of-the-Iron-Curtain aesthetic was totally unironic. And there was no cotton ration.
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Oh good. Could I get some McVitie’s chocolate digestives with mine? Love those things.
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I would like to thank all of my British readers for sending in this picture. And I mean it when I say that I would like to thank ALL of you, because I think literally every single one of you sent this in.
Anyhoo, apparently this bloke’s got everyone’s Yorkshire pudding in a wad (I talk just like the Queen, yeah?) after appearing on the English equivalent of Springer with a sad attempt at Zombie-Boy beauty bunged onto his face. Cheerio!
Speaking of Springer, my college roommate used to be able to predict what the audience was going to chant at least ten seconds before they started chanting it. Nothing keeps you awake through Middlemarch like hearing “WE LOVE LESBIANS! WE LOVE LESBIANS” through your bedroom wall. I wonder if they do the same thing on The Jeremy Kyle Show. “WE FANCY LESBIANS! WE FANCY LESBIANS!”
Via: www.thesun.co.uk