Written on March 23, 2010 at 9:05 am by MR Central Command

Phooneybaum Phoughts: Space-Time 0.29.AXE.333.p

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With all the advancements in technology, you think they would have improved on the shower. But no, sentient slave water is the best we can do.
You can try all the expensive waxes you like, but nothing beats star lard for styling your mustache.
This Andromedian Milfoil is getting out of control.
Universal healthcare is a joke. Why am I paying the medical costs for some bum in the Small Magellanic Cloud?
You may think being “King of Planet ____” if a big deal, but they’re little more than a bathroom attendant to the Mustache Rangers. Except we don’t tip kings.
Can’t sleep. Wish the Commander Major hadn’t stored his giant truck full of ventriloquist dummies in my room. And I wish that trunk were not bleeding and pulsating.