You know, I was really happening. I was really turning it on. I was listening to Pryor when you were, like, minus five years old. That's in reverse, to accentuate just how early I was on the train.

Choo choo, as they say. In other words, that's a train that I cannot fathom conducting.

The variations of that last sentence always make me chuckle.

I was dealing with the harsh realities of the world when everyone else was nothing more than dick milk.

You can make a chicapea masala but thats a shit I WILL put on the street side

Ovenable faggot

Nice embarrassing tattoos that look like a 5 year old drew on your arms, stupid old guy.

I was too young to know who this guy was so I watched his first "spoken word" from 1992 and his latest "stand-up". This faggot is in love with himself and injects politics into comedy more than all the late nice chodes combined.

"Why aren't they laughing? I know these stories are funny but they aren't laughing!?"

It's cuz da evil trump man won da election

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