2,000-pound bombs to drop on 20 pound kids.

How fucking cruel.

The challenge will make it more fun. How bad do the werewolves wants that butt?

Need a Silver buttplug.

No, he actually fucked a pumpkin and because it was so good the pumpkin came to life with a smile.

The candle represents the Holy seed he deposited in the pumpkin.

Some folks got that dog in em, and some folks like IBC.

Wait. What are you admitting here?

I hate that I laughed. Goddamnit.

Won’t get me to say that abbreviation out loud.

Cool.

Been hating the sports gambling commercials everywhere I look. Especially with Kevin Hart going on about going to all 50 states to gamble or something like that.

Cause, I’m not against gambling, if there are rules and regulations to protect the innocent and the fools. No one deserves to lose everything on a bet.

But what pisses me off is Kevin, who the fuck, has that kind of money to travel to all 50 states, where some of them are bigger than whole countries.

The hotel prices, the car repair, the food, the gas flux, the losing a bet, all of that. It just urks me to no end. Like go fuck yourself Kevin, you rich sheep twat.

Dangerously cheezeee.

Load your partner up like a candy dispenser. Never know what you might get. Mini butterfingers or King sized snickers.

Either way you’ll find something out about yourself!

Me when I wake up and I didn’t slip into the void of nothingness while my brain was blissfully unaware in its dreamstate.

Stewarddd

Goddamnit.

Live for the thrill, let the weak perish.

At least it wasn’t doing unspeakable things to kids.

Alive n kickin. Could complain but wouldn’t do me any good.

Glad you’re doing good, even with the weirdness. Which I totally get, I’ve been stuck in a limbo of trying to get moved but being swamped with so much work I don’t got the time or energy to pack.

Goddamn right.

Good to see you Ymca! How you been?

Those them special night underwear. For when you know, you just know.