If you ask me, gaytimes look like pretty fun times!

Money can't buy you love but it can buy you company and vast amounts of meat.

Give me the damn bottle and calm down already.

Sing me into a deep, soft, carb-loaded sleep with your sweet song and soothing march.

Sonic promises jalapeno rides now? I'm there!

All that sweating he did onstage - pure MSG.

I don't understand, am I supposed to push down or use the knife or the fork? Tongs? I want chicken.