Web of Evil is not really a web of evil. Non-cartoon stuff can be found at the homepage, but that is also, I really can't stress this enough, NOT a web of evil. Really.
My mother taught me the only way to know your boyfriend really loves you is if he cares enough to beat you - but where can I find someone man enough to take me in hand and tell me it's all my fault?
Got ma own whip.
All the reflexes of a stunned guppy, but you got there in the end. I'm yours!
What?! If you're going to start being so damn clingy, I've got no choice but to end it right now. Find yourself a teddy bear somewhere else - I need someone who can satisfy my emotional needs.
Gangsta rap is nothing more than sophisticated translation software
I once had an unsuccessful relationship with a girl my age. When she broke up with me she told me I needed to do some growing up.
[BEEP]... All dem bitches be ho's, ain't no use tryin' to play me, I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, they be cryin'.
We weren't particularly rich when I was young, but my mother held down a steady clerical job at the local college.
[BEEP]... Last time I saw my no-good motherfuckin' mom, she was turning tricks at a motherfuckin' prom.
I'm surprisingly insecure about the size of my penis.
[BEEP]... Put yo motherfuckin' hands in tha air, nigga, be sho’ to handle my business, motherfuckin' ghetto pimp, got my AK in the Escalade, etc etc.
Of course, the American Revolution was an elaborate Illuminati hoax designed to draw attention away from the ritual baby sacrifice to Osiris, who is of course an alien reptile god of the... the...
I think I'll wash the car tomorrow. The lawn needs mowing, too, but that can wait until I've read the Sunday papers.
I know you hate it. You haven't even heard the punchline and you hate it.
How can you think that? And even if I did dislike it that much, how on earth could it set me on fire? Look, go ahead and tell it to me. Make me laugh, make me smile.
"Door" is nice. Deftly foreshadowed by the word "close", I thought, though I accept that could just as easily have led to "window". Yet "door" definitely fits the rhythm better here.
... to...
Nice bit of signalling. It propels the joke along. "To" what, I'm asking myself? There's a whole crazy world of possibilities.
Cold. Heavy. Damp. They tell me I couldn't catch fire in here if I tried.
I've had time to think things over, and you were right. The only thing common to my "episodes" was your joke. I want to hear that joke once and for all, Maurice, although it will probably destroy me.
... Tough crowd.
Give me a minute to get into position in here. If this goes wrong I want to die quickly.