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The Mother Loving Roolz!

1. RTMLR! (Read The Mother Loving Roolz!). They will crack you up.

My, my. I’m all flushed after last week. Thank you all for the lively debate from my lovely commenters. (Not you, Jackson.)

Welcome to Late Night Laugh Lines, Volume 1, Issue 6, “The Lord of the Lay, Laid, Lies” Continue reading →

This post will rapidly go down the toiley due to bathroom humor (or humour) and potty mouths.

Before that, a bit of old business. Item the first, some people love da roolz, some not. This week they are clearly delineated to make bypassing simpler.

Or maybe not. You people are just impossible! Continue reading →

Welcome to flight 531 featuring non-stop service to your imagination. (Just kidding. There’s no place to land there!) As this is a no smoking flight, anyone caught sparking up will be asked to step outside once we reach cruising altitude.

Don’t you hate it when one voice gives way…. Continue reading →

Welcome, you sick bitches and bastards. You are horrible, awful, terrible, no-good people. It’s nice to find your tribe, isn’t it?

Roolz? We don’t need no stinking Roolz! Continue reading →

Live from everywhere, it’s Wednesday Night!

Before we begin, everyone must sign the waiver, created by the law offices of Dewey Snark & Howe. Please read carefully. Continue reading →

We are gathered here today to celebrate the blessed union of Snark and Wit, may they live forever. Party down.

Here are The Roolz. (Of course, there are roolz! Anarchy is only allowed within the framework of the roolz. Maybe that should be a rool.) Continue reading →