It smells good, apperently.
Bobby aint gay, alright. His love for Whitney was real.
George Orwell would be so proud. Now we can all watch each other smoke and burp and talk to ourselves and shake out our dandruff! On television! We can even audition to be part of it!
Yes Miss Chubs, you do look like the type of girl who would like to go bowling. That or to Baskin Robbins.