My cousin is always watching Everybody Loves Raymond in the other room while I’m on the computer. I always hear Raymond’s voice. His deep, throaty voice, like a hungover toad. It’s very unique. Sometimes I continue to hear the thick grog of Ray Romano long after the television is off. Ray tells me things. Ray tells me horrible, horrible things. And I listen.
do people realize by not starting gay weddings with, “queerly beloved” they’re missing a really good opportunity
"queerly beloved, we are gathered here togay"
whats the sleepiest mineral?
Ores and minerals are completely different things
dammit jim, im a comedian not a geologist