The castle was made of straw, but to them they were iron, and inside nice sheep were.

The muck was on the ceiling, so I was calm, but I got thinking, my mind entered Planet Slime, where all my friends hang out.

From live TV to lies on TV, the world is improving at a rapid pace.

Jesus is not a commercial product.

My nazi wife was ready to sacrifice me for the relationship.

It would seem that AI is designed best for young people, and therefore is discriminating.

Evil is there to harm, to slowly kill, and it is ubiquitous.

When the blue people come, they will be weeping and handing out flowers, love them. They are so gentle, they are tiolet paper.

What do you want to know? That people pleasing with me isn't my big thing, but you get something else usually, and in many cases better. Tailoring content usually fails anyway.