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Anatomically Correct ALFs In White Cotton Panties: What Happened When I Decided To Build My Own Boyfriend

Anatomically Correct ALFs In White Cotton Panties: What Happened When I Decided To Build My Own Boyfriend

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

I am writing from my soundproof cell in order to ask a favor. It’s nothing too presumptuous – I know better than to wheedle you good people for clemency. They will keep me in this hotbox forever, and that’s fine. I had a good run of things, and I embrace my punishment.

The Dragoon Goblins Of Love: Finding An Alternate Victory In Dating And Gaming

The Dragoon Goblins Of Love: Finding An Alternate Victory In Dating And Gaming

I am going to win.

This is a big deal. I never win. When we sat down today at this picnic table beside the Atlanta Food Truck Park, I steeled myself to lose. With a pulled-pork sandwich, a side order of macaroni & cheese, and a can of Coke in front of me, I didn’t really need to win. My triumph today was to come in form of sunshine and good company.

How Many People Do You Think Are Inside Of Ben Stiller Right Now: A Review Of The Trailer For “The Secret Life Of Walter Mitty”

How Many People Do You Think Are Inside Of Ben Stiller Right Now: A Review Of The Trailer For “The Secret Life Of Walter Mitty”

Welcome to Part 2 of Winston Blake Wheeler Ward and Jay Hansbrough’s review of the trailer for The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.

Unfortunately, Part 1 of the review has been redacted by the NSA due to a long and rambling editor’s note in which Jason Mallory explains how somebody ought to make a ring you put on your esophagus that’s like Mr. Fusion in Back to the Future II, except it converts food to pure energy and nutrients and nobody ever needs to poop again, and you can use the space in your stomach for robotic upgrades. When asked for an explanation, the NSA would only disclose that they felt the note “disrupted the flow of the writing,” and was too “forward thinking.”

The discussion also included Winston’s survival tips for the apocalypse that NSA agents deemed “so Raven,” and Jay’s recipe for pecan pie that the NSA classified as “so good it’ll make you want to slap your grandmother…and illegally monitor all of her public and private communications.”

So, technically, the following should be considered Part 2 of 1.

Can We Talk About The Trailer For “Prometheus” For A Minute?

In which Jason and comedy writer Ben Arnold discuss the trailer for the movie Prometheus.

J: In space, no one can hear you scream. Which is why it is so difficult to get ice cream in space. I mean, I screamed, you screamed, we all screamed for ice cream. And the void of space was indifferent to our collective calls for sweet iced cream. Now gelato on the other hand—very easy to get in space. You can’t throw a moon rock in space without hitting a gelato stand, usually with some kind of gloopy tentacled monster trying to sell you a mint raisin sorbet. Speaking of gloopy tentacled monsters, looks like there’s a little space trouble happening for the characters in Prometheus. There are a ton of shots in the trailer of people looking dismayed in space helmets.