Yo, welcome back to Comments of the Week! This is a time where we all get together to laugh at some of the best comments, said by community members such as yourselves, all in one convenient location! So if you've been out and about these past few days, or simply want to relive old memories once more, then this is for you! As always, comments are divided into three categories:
TRUTH: men burn 100 calories per sex session.
LOL: women burn 69.
WUT?: a coincidence.
If you're reading this pre-recorded message, you have now fallen into my trap and will remain as my bitches for the rest of your lives. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Oh snap, I didn't lock the doors, did I? Wouldn't be the first time I forgot. Nevermind, then! I'll just have get you next time, my pretties!
Dreamweaver: Controlling women are hot as fuck, and that's a fact! Even more so when they spit on you and call you names!
Dreamweaver: Twitter? I hardly know her!
Because I have no social media. :(
From Review: Snakebird
Dreamweaver: Same here, it's usually why I tell people it's a "puzzle" why I don't finish games. :3
Dreamweaver: Telling hot chicks a bunch of rocks is a private island is like telling people you're in a band, only to neglect that you play at senior centers, one of which you got kicked out of for giving someone a heart attack.
Dreamweaver: Matt Damon lives on a private island?
Dreamweaver: Not with that attitude!
Dreamweaver: Uplay is their foreplay.
Dreamweaver: The same also applies to hookers.
Dreamweaver: Why you gotta go there?
Dreamweaver: Where do people come up with these puns!?
Dreamweaver: Equal rights for teens in fright!
Except Sherrie. Fuck her, she wouldn't deepthroat me just because my penis's only two inches.
Wait a minute... did she say "wouldn't" or "couldn't?"
Dreamweaver: I'm never going to Australia.
Dreamweaver: Wasn't as good as 2:06:55:38.
Dreamweaver: Hitler? I hardly kn- fuck, I used that joke already, didn't I?
Dreamweaver: I can't wait to ask people "wanna play Duck U on my couch?"!
Dreamweaver: They don't call him Evil Nick for nothing.
Dreamweaver: But then where will the gerbils hide?
Dreamweaver: There are literally no words for this moment.
Dreamweaver: But who will defend us from the vampires?
Dreamweaver: Can they trademark something everyone says though?
Dreamweaver: Jed gets what Jed wants, dammit!
Dreamweaver: Gosh darn it, bigboss0110!
Dreamweaver: Hey, maybe the spider's from Australia!
Dreamweaver: Seriously, Kyle.
Dreamweaver: This is what happens when we let him eat escargo.
Dreamweaver: Is there any other way to be sent into Tartarus?
Dreamweaver: Turok sounds like a porn star's name anyway.
Dreamweaver: This is going to be my signature assassination method.
Dreamweaver: Well, golly gee, that's a big cock!
Dreamweaver: Put it in a porno!
Dreamweaver: That's some impressive logic, right there.
Dreamweaver: ...What? 8^8
Dreamweaver: To me, it was just a Tuesday.
Dreamweaver: He's free-to-play because he comes with microtransactions! >:3
Welp, that's it for this edition, folks! Keep commenting, you beautiful creatures you, and you guys know where to come back for more!