“Hey guys. It turns out Force Powers are super easy to get. Check it!”
D-uh, Dilton told me my flatulence supports the Newtonian approximation.
So I found this book, Onomatopoeia for Beginners…
“D’uh, now everyone’s becoming the Flash!”
Surprise anal sex!
I CONTROL THIS WORLD LIKE IT’S GARRY’S MOD, BITCH!
“You can eat Mentos and drink Diet Coke and not explode! Robot Chicken was so full of shit!!”
“If you find a chance to vanish into some wilderness out of their reach, do so, but not to exist as a bandit or to create a gang competing with their racket; build a productive life of your own with those who accept your moral code and are willing to struggle for a human existence. You have no chance to win on the Morality of Death or by the code of faith and force; raise a standard to which the honest will repair: the standard of Life and Reason.”
This is what happens when you find a stranger in the Alps!
Man has a sense for the discovery of beauty. How rich is the world for one who makes you for us to show. Beauty must have power over man…
After the end of the war I want to devote myself to my thoughts for five to ten years and to writing them down…
Wars come and go what remains are only the values of culture…
Then of course there is revolutionary love. Love of comrades fighting for the people and love of people. Not an abstract people but people one meets and works with. When Cheduvarat taught of Love being at the center of revolutionary endeavor, he meant both. For people like Che or George Jackson or Malcolm X Love was the prime mover of their struggle. That love cost them their lives. Love, coupled with a man’s pride…
“Now feel the power of my DOOM COCK, Archie!”
Psychic dick slap!
I heard Archie lost his arms and came to see as fast as I… Oh.
The buttsex stops being a surprise when you’re already waiting for it.
Duh! Anus? Where?
Did someone call for a mild concussion?
PREPARE YOUR ANUS
“Invisible Dick-Thunk!” (sorry Vellocet)
“Hah, take THAT Wally. Take over my book for 20 years, will you? Well tough. There’s a new 52, and Barry Allen is now the only Flash there ever was or ever will be. I’m gonna rock Patti Spivot’s world, while Captain Frye watches. Also, some guy in what used to be a hat.”
OK, turn off the electro-magnet. You only had to ask where my new piercing was and I’d have shown you… Hi Arch, new braces?
ARRIBA ARRIBA ANDALE ANDALE YEPA YEPA!
D’uh, somewhere a lonely geek is writing an obvious joke about my cock being super-magnetically attracted to your unguarded anus!
Well, I can’t top “Psychic dick slap!”, but the look in Betty’s (and Juggy’s!) eyes (and Pops’, and especially poor, abused Archie’s!) sent me straight to Invisible Moose Dick! Or is that Invincible? Never has negative space seemed so suggestively lewd!
“You who prattle that morality is social and that man would need no morality on a desert island-it is on a desert island that he would need it most. Let him try to claim, when there are no victims to pay for it, that a rock is a house, that sand is clothing, that food will drop into his mouth without cause or effort, that he will collect a harvest tomorrow by devouring his stock seed today-and reality will wipe him out, as he deserves; reality will show him that life is a value to be bought and that thinking is the only coin noble enough to buy it.”
“Damn it, Moose. The deal was bump off Betty first.”
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