In the immortal words of Howie Mandel, “it’s my potty and I’ll cry if I want to.”

Fightin, Lovin, Poopin is the Journey song we needed but never got.

I love this hive employee
Bisected accidentally
One summer afternoon by me
I love him carnally

He loves him carnally

Semi-carnally

The end.

Can a bee be said to be or not to be an entire bee, when half the bee is not a bee, due to some ancient injury?

AmNotScope

They’re the same picture.

…at work.

It’s Mitch

deleted by creator

What about broken escalators temporary stairs?

RIP Mitch

I know a guy who changed his name to Al Datacenter.

I was being ‘funny’.

Me are going to buy glasses.

Which? “Those halftone rosettes” or “my printing days”?

I miss Hey Cworrll.

One falls down. They’ll all fall down. It’ll be anarchy.

Those halftone rosettes bring me back to my printing days.

<vikings>bloody</vikings>

Silly English Knnnnnniggits.