Something is different today, something is in the air… Oh, I know! My ass sat on my bar stool and had lunch today. Murhica!
Slim link pickins’ today, folks.
Something about intercourse with rusty power tools.
This is why I don’t use hand sanitizer. That shit’s dangerous.
But how is it’s carbon footprint?
I love this story. As an avid reader of science fiction as a kid, this is right out of a 1930’s pulp fiction sci-fi novel.
And now about that voting thing.
And this is my shocked face. It would have been a felony if he had to ability to connect with his target.
A little Carlos for tonight. That fat dude wearing the bedspread can really belt them out.