That looks like something out of the dumpster of planned parenthood.

I hope you accidentally drink leukemia at a picnic.

I don't have kids. That's why I leave it in the dumper or in the mouth, because I hate kids.

I'm embarrassed for us as a free society that we actually want people punished for saying things we don't like.

Apologies; our cultural obsession with them isn't about actually being offended, or simply needing to hear, “I'm sorry.” It's not really about right or wrong. It's about wanting to throw a rock in the dark and hear something break.

God, do I hate my little fat tits. You ever pinch your little meat tits and wish you were dead? You ever just stand naked in the mirror. "You little fat-titted mediocre failure!" You ever do that for 3 hours on New Year's Eve.

What's the name of the birth defect you have, trampled by a horse during the 2nd trimester?