Oh yeah, we’re all so stupid and backward. Yep. Retards. Totally.
Atheists all come crying to us, one way or the other, eventually.
I’m closer to winning my bet then ever.
(I can’t believe Collins isn’t Catholic, but anyway…)
Speaking of terminal illnesses…
So, er, why are you still alive to type that?
Hey, if anyone from Make-A-Wish is reading this:
I want to sit on Alan Rickman’s lap while he reads aloud from the Manhattan telephone directory.
And I’ve got a splitting ***ing headache.
How’s about it?