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He forgot to follow the Golden Rule: Don’t be a dick. I don’t feel bad for him one bit. He’s hunted illegally before and anyone that can kill something like that should get a broomstick shoved up their ass.
They used to play “Respect” by Aretha Franklin during my middle school morning announcements. Four years of that song. No one should have to listen to something 700 times unless they are terrorists.
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The double hit attempting to flop or the deceleration are my two bad ones.
That AD from Minnesota is pretty boned. Surprised he didn’t make the cut.
Just missed it but nice Silence of the Lambs reference with great big fat person
These are all very reasonable.
Way too many rules. Can’t do anything AND you’re a vegan. Sounds awful. When you can’t find a boyfriend, this may serve as “Exhibit A”.
Easiest way to keep children away.
I know I always look forward to your articles. Great stuff brother.
He forgot to follow the Golden Rule: Don’t be a dick. I don’t feel bad for him one bit. He’s hunted illegally before and anyone that can kill something like that should get a broomstick shoved up their ass.
The answer you are looking is, “No”. In fact, you are quite normal and in all likelihood, not a dickhead. Welcome to the club.
Andrew Reynolds was my boy
Pure poetry.
You should have saved all your money from guys paying for your drinks to pay a migrant worker to clean your place.
This is the type of thing I’d want on my beach vacation.
Marinate your meat in beer before you grill it because it has less stuff that give you ass cancer.
Sounds like someone knows about chest shitting from experience…I’m not really one with the caca so I’ll take your word for it.
While odd, it is truly a great combination. I had it first in Indianapolis at Maxine’s. Highly recommend it.
They used to play “Respect” by Aretha Franklin during my middle school morning announcements. Four years of that song. No one should have to listen to something 700 times unless they are terrorists.