What the actual f*ck are you doing? You’re stupidity almost wants me to give a pass to all the people bringing goats and birds and lizards and other stupid animals into the store. Perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised since you’re like 11 with an arm tattoo. Clearly good decision making isn’t something that you inherited.
Just got your pet iguana hanging out on top of your Jeep. We get it bro, you like to rock climb and sleep in tents. Good for you.
While I’m fairly confident you turned in your man-card long before this, I’m gonna have to insist on you handing it over in case you’ve escaped prior judgement.
I don’t know what’s going on here and quite honestly, I don’t plan on being around long enough to find out.