Aye, twas a good'un

It's winking

And you would leave with your 222 golden retrievers and be happy forever

I deseed my chiles before consuming - not to reduce heat but because the seeds give me heartburn. So they go straight to the power plant for incineration and generation of electricity. Sorry, chiles :-(

It's been ages since I saw a zomg. How I've missed you!

Tastes good briefly but makes your ass large?

When I was on antidepressants, I struggled to feel anything. It was like a thick layer of snow had fallen over all my emotions. They were there somewhere underneath, but all I could feel was muffled - softly, silently. No despair, no joy, no envy, no fear. Complacency and apathy.

Prefer quick, tragic death. Don't wish cancer on yourself, dear.