If you're a psychotic murderer who needs to dispose of body parts across town, dressing up as a Godspell unicycle mime on his way to work is a surprisingly good option. The unicycle case will fit the average-sized kid and people tend to assume the smell is just coming from you.
Yuki, go back to Japan you fucking simpleton. No matter how many hundreds of thousands of dollars your dad pours into your pathetic fashion career you will never be more than a near-retarded fuckwit that thinks gluing dragons on ski jackets and sewing dozens of buttons on your head is anything more than a hilarious waste of time. Just accept the job as a figurehead at his factory. You don’t “got it.” Comments/Enlarge See all
If you really like a girl, you have to be willing to get the shit beaten out of you for anything she does, even if it's total bullshit. This rule sucks when you're dating a sadistic drunk who likes to grab meatheads' asses then run off to the bathroom, but eventually it should lead you to someone who only drags you into fights that are 100 percent unavoidable.
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