Rubberneck Issue 7 (September 2013) | Seite 28

My girlfriend’s pregnant, but I’m not sure it’s mine. Is there a way that I can ask without being a dick? ...Uhmmmm all I can say is you’re a dick for thinking that. She loves you and would never cheat on you! So when she has the one eyed, one horned, purple people eater baby. Ask her vagina to look in a mirror. Respectively. Unless you’re Sheb Wooley’s son. How can I get my friend to stop wearing bowties? They look stupid. Have him/her jerk off in bowl of Frosted Flakes and pour it on his head and point at him and say “stupid bow tie.” What’s with all these coke heads? “People/Socialites” are bored and have ADD. It’s a bad thing that can make your pinky weird. I don’t recommend it to anyone. It keeps Latin countries rich. Bullshit. I like Taco Cabana though! I can always hear my roommate having sex, which whatever, but the other day she yelled MY NAME! What the fuck! What do I say to her??? Get a bullhorn, and next time it happens use and say these words “Your mom’s on the phone.” Thin walls are annoying!! Can I make my grandma stop being so racist? Grandma racist is ok. She will die soon and have sex with beautiful black demons in her own bliss “heaven.” Maybe she should watch more Richard Pryor...he’s my favorite of all time. P.S. Have you seen the Louis CK episode about that. Pretty right on. Why won’t my friends ever come to my poetry slams? Because they are a little weird. I’ve read poetry out loud and I felt nervous and a bit dorky. I love poetry, don’t get me wrong...but to be on a microphone! Poetry slam politics...into the void. 26 27