You're wasting precious nanoseconds here, vagina!

I might as well bring this idiot's head, and not one of my personal ones.

Well at least it’s not a Nazi-controlled fish world where it's "hail tuna, only what the tuna says!"

Behold, my weiner of mass destruction!

By the third time…I was like, you know, this is gratuitous. I do not need to see any more mayonnaise enemas for the rest of my lifetime.

Reverse the diphthong!

I have no wish to romanticize the turd.

Ah, the evils of Cap’n Crunch induced Shredded Mouth Beef.

I think a baconated beverage would just end up being hot ham water.

Any cello music that calls for tonguing is both surprising and potentially nightmarish.

Armadillo! Armadillo! The cheese from Zimbabwe has lugubriously flattened my popcorn!

I really should engage in the real world sometimes, instead of always talking about vowels.

I'm just having fun with my knees.

The things I find in orifices.

Are you familiar with chicken sexers?

It's purple and bulbous.

Hell will not supply you with cheeseburgers.