The judge, of course.
Two. Because when a third arrives, one accuses the other of fucking the third, blah blah blah, jesus fucking christ, this drama shit never ends, does it?
The fact that you're asking this question is the answer.
Second Life has already closed. (Can I have your shoes?)
What... no butt-shot?
Which were yours: the stupid ones, or the really stupid ones?
42 is 40 in Base Stupid.
How about you go blow a camel and we'll call it even.
"Oh, for fuck's sake... we can't call the show 'Joanie Blows Chachi.' What else can we name this heap of shit?"
The fact that nobody is auditing their expenses to keep them from wasting money on this stupid shit.
Yes. And I've used a male one, too. It was the best threesome I've ever had.
An emotional firewall between me and you crazy fucks.
I would take you to a seedy motel, inject you with a knockout drug, remove your kidney, and leave you in a bathtub full of ice. I'd suggest you order an ambulance.
No. You know everything. And it's not much.
A talent for what? Feigning relevance in the 21st Century?
Almost 20,000. I need to clean stuff up.
The cypress tree in the Library. It's actually quite good for 1LI.
Popcorn with butter and Gruyere cheese.
No. Life without alcohol is not worth living.
Nope. In fact, I have no idea that I am part of a secret society right now.