It’s a liopleurodon! A magical liopleurodon!
It’s a liopleurodon! A magical liopleurodon!
The network has a problem with some of your lyrics. Would you mind changing it to “what I’d like is I’d like to hug and kiss you?”
“Bitch, you tryna tell me? I tell you.”
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Impossible. There’s no markup indicating humor. How dare you try to make a fool of me.
… Okay but left shoe or right shoe?
realistically
Now, see, there’s your problem right there
That would be sick. My family goes to bury my body but they’re like “Oh my God, he was dead the whole time!” Get Shyamalon’d, Mom.
I tend to think of myself as a release candidate male. I’ve got a couple bugs to work out. Nothing big.
Use those calories to mow lawns. Register an LLC. Hire a fleet. Buy them pizzas. Growth mindset.
I can understand. Our ‘normal’ pizzas are supposed to feed a family of four.


Should I post the gif of Randy pooping out his mouth, or nah?
If not, consider it seconded.
Why am I craving 11 herbs and spices…?
they make my ass look amazing too.
Prove it.
Do what I did. Take psych for your social sciences. There were like three women for every man. Do not regret.
You find a class or a club, not an open mic.
Would you look at that. It’s the jourth least populous state in the US.
Why tf I gotta ctrl+f to find ‘Jorth Dakota?’
“Look, that one blade is a little shorter than the rest.”
She alive?