Does this taste like gasoline to you? Eh, f*** it.
It’s never a good thing when your wedgie has a wedgie. Somebody go get the jaws of life and we’ll see what we can do to help.
I spy with my little eye….something single.
Owww, those boots were made for hookin’, and that’s just what they’ll do. One of these days….I’m probably gonna go to California and solicit that hooker.