• I remember fondly watching reruns of Kung Fu with my dad on Saturday (or was it Sunday) afternoons.

  • Given the possibilities being put forward, and if he had to die…

    I hope it was in the middle of the most ball-clenching, earth-shattering, auto-asphyxiation-fueled orgasm EVER. I hope it was instantaneous, I hope he blacked out in bliss, I hope he came so hard they found his eyeballs in his lap.

    I liked him.

  • I can’t imagine how awkward this funeral is going to be.

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