Awyeh. Shebowda ‘bless yer harts’ widder boomstick, darlins. Watchout nah.
An’ y’all tel’yer mama ta close 'er legs alreddy! Damn.
He sleeps upside-down like a bat, and roams the woods of the upper Left Coast at night, foraging for wolves. It is known.
Awyeh. Shebowda ‘bless yer harts’ widder boomstick, darlins. Watchout nah.
An’ y’all tel’yer mama ta close 'er legs alreddy! Damn.
Worth noting: it’s already glazed in the pic, and the others are more chode-shaped than I recall. This must be an After pic, with the bulls now sated.
Also ahem :
that gape checks out
Sorry. Sometimes, there’s no pre-sphincter filter. 😜
In the UK, that’s pronounced “hen do”.
Aw, hellllnaw. Looka der. We gotta nutha messa dem dang 'guanas, hun. Y’all goan gitcher gun, shootum ded — fer dey eetup mah puhtoonyas ahgin!
More impressive that you did it without the colon.
p.s. Get better soon.
Truly. WTF. 🤣 I recently checked my cobwebbed FB and saw a random message from someone I barely remember from school, inviting me to a reunion. I guess it could’ve been worse, but… bitch, what are you smoking? 🤦🏼♂️
<in Quebecoise> “Oooh, Atro-nach!”
Let’s be clear: the lawncare industry needs you to destroy your lawn to exist. Removing “weeds” and tending grass in its stead is a billion dollar folly. Fuck lawns.
TBF, they’ve all been Kristen Zang circa 1996 in his minds-eye.
Comparatively, that’s even more drastic of a metaphor than the classic hotdog-down-a-hallway quip.
Hopefully your overuse of “h” doesn’t.
Sorry, what era do you think the original hypothetical is in, exactly?
You seem to be assuming the human attempting to enter said vessel is somehow augmented to enable transit in those conditions (much less survive the initiating blast/breach), among other sophomoric assumptions.
I truly don’t have time or bandwidth to hand-in-hand walk you through this. 🤌🏼
More along the lines of “Breaking News: New-Red® overtakes Classic Red® in a stunning upset no one saw coming!” kermitfreakout.gif
🤢
I’m sorry, do you have any concept of displacement? I’m having trouble pinpointing your level of cognitive disconnect, honestly.
Says the vote held in private by Win11 shareholders… ABoringDystopia’d like a word.
My entire school was gathered in the cafeteria for the event, televised live.
We were all sent home for the day (some took the week) in the ensuing chaos.