If I found myself laid out on a blanket that was the same color and texture of my own hide, I’d be a little worried about it’s origins.
If I found myself laid out on a blanket that was the same color and texture of my own hide, I’d be a little worried about it’s origins.
He’s not smart, his ego just can’t handle everyone, everywhere seeing what a loser he is.
Aww, somebody needs attention.
This guy looks like a mix of Joe Biden and George W. Bush.
This is not the picture I would draw if someone asked me to explain what a “top” and “bottom” were.
Now consider wild fires during that period.
I wonder how many minutes it took to pre-target that site with a Minuteman-3.
The celestial administrators looked at his dating record and just made the assumption.
Has to keep it sharp for Grinder.
Don’t forget the phase-change cooling from the addition of solid state H20.
Johnny was a chemists son. But Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H20, Was H2S04.
This implies the existence of the Purple Swamp Cock.
“I wish for an elephant sized cock.”
I can’t wait for those noise polluting fuckers to go out of business when the boomers die.
Not aliens, bourbon barrels. Bourbon barrels outnumber people in this part of the world.
“Finally!” - Pete, the incredibly hung horse fucker.
The snake then bit the sloth, which returned him to the infinite innocence of oblivion. (The snake then fucked his wife.)