The basic needs of a doorknob. What are they?
Who gets the gold after no one wants it? But they will always want it. Why? Because it has so much value? Why?
Does Gad get a birthday? God and Gad, sitting in a tree, h-e-a-v-e-n-ly. Nice try.
Gay.
Sexy.
Not gay. Girls.
Bowling alley, back alley whores. Why?
The truth about Satan. He’s a girl and she’s a guy.
Morrissey. Is that how you spell it? Figure it out yourself, why do you have a blog if you aren’t going to look anything up? You should know it anyway. Fine. I looked it up, it’s Morrissey, I was right in the first place. Why did you say Morrissey in the first place? I was pulling random things out in desperation to quickly write anything down before giving up on this page entirely.
The truth about Dale is: he’s dead. Should I have capitalized ‘he’s’ after the colon? Should I have capitalized it within the quotes?
San Leandro, home o’ the gay.
The gay.
Jesus, these guys are a band, right? Does their music even sound good enough to write this much?
That logo is crooked.
Vantana Row 