So do you want a turd sandwich or a turd sandwich with mustard. I'd go with the mustard, but still, it's a turd sandwich.

You get diarrhea out here, you dehydrate from the inside out - you leave the gene pool.

It's like walking through someone's small intestine.

The vast majority of the population seems to look down their noses upon self-reliance as some quaint dusty relic, entertained only by the hyperparanoid or those hopelessly incapable of fitting into mainstream society.

I feel like a nude little piece of white meat out here.

Rat is a lot like duck, except with a wonderfully nutty flavor.

I feel like an hors deurve waiting to happen.