Leave my neck alone, you Windsor Nazis!

 I can only imagine what has been coming in my box.

 I can’t believe how dilated my ass is right now.

 It is not a good day to be in my underwear. 

 Death is coming. Death is coming. Pass me a hot dog. 

 The skirt is often on violent audition lists.

 What wouldn’t be improved by heckling velociraptors?

 I’ve been licking every doorknob in sight. Are you saying that was premature?