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Beavis: Hey Butt-head, you know how sometimes we get a ride home from school, and there's all those dudes crammed together in the backseat?

Butt-head: Yeah, why?

Beavis: Um, heh heh, is it normal to get wood?

Butt-head: Beavis, you boner-popping pervert... it's not even normal to ASK!

Butt-head: Uh, "Hello, room service? I'd like some bacon, a couple of cokes, and a bunch of whores."

Beavis: Yeah! "And a side order of *Poop*!"

Butt-head: Uh, what did you say, Beavis?

Beavis: Um, y'know, I was just saying..."And a side order of *Poop*!"

Butt-head: Oh, boy. Beavis, you just sent my boner into the ground.

"Keep your hands off my girl,
keep your hands off my girl,
who doesn't exist."

-Jutku

I had this voice in my head in a hotel room. It wasn’t like waking up from a dream – it was really happening. It was just saying gibberish and making no sense at all, and it was so loud in my head that I was contemplating jumping off the fucking balcony to get rid of it. I called up my girlfriend and was like, “I have fucking voices in my head! It’s going to go on forever and I can’t take it! I’m going to kill myself and jump off this fucking thing right now just to get rid of it!” It was some evil woman in my fucking head. It was so strange. Thank God it only lasted three minutes. Hopefully that was the last time that’ll ever fucking happen.