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Malibu Lips

Was any member of Nirvana Buddhist?

Overly excitable weathermen need to calm down. When they get all fired up, they get off-topic. I need them to stick to the sky, what’s coming down from the sky, and when the ground shakes. I need them to focus.

Even the act of pursuing someone is steeped in violence. What do you do when you’re attracted to someone? You hit on them…

Malibu scrambled around is labium.

Just saw a pharma commercial for a drug that treats diabetes but can cause necrotizing fasciitis, which is “a rare but serious bacterial infection that causes damage to the tissue under the skin in the area between and around your anus and genitals (perineum).” I’m good.

Who coined the word “coined”?

If you’re going to ignore all grammar rules throughout your sentence, then don’t even muster up the gaul to end that shit with a period.

Twitter is the graveyard for English grammar.

You can’t zoom in or out in a Zoom meeting.

Shouldn’t a unicorn be called a unihorn?

Do doves cry?

There are no marching events in March.

America is a funny place. We will willingly give up all our personal data to a website or tech company, hop in rideshares with complete strangers, allow our digital personal assistants on our phones and in our homes to eavesdrop on us, share a cigarette with several other people, and use sweaty gym equipment without cleaning it first, but wearing a mask to protect ourselves and everyone else around us during a global pandemic is too much to ask and is “infringing on our civil liberties.”