I can’t figure out if you pulled your shirt up on purpose or it’s simply trying to escape your body on it’s own. My “gut” reaction says you pulled it up, but the kid in me likes to think inanimate objects have thoughts of their own and if they did they would be smart enough to know when to cut and run.
I guess you could say that cow is gray-zing. Huh? Right? Right? Hot damn I’m on fire!
Uggghhh, here is what I want to do. I want to get a hot knife and just cut off your back fat and show you what you’re making the rest of us look at. It’s gross and you can’t put lipstick on a pig so cut it out with the colorful tramp stamp too!
You know that asshole neighbor that is always outside without a shirt on no matter what the temperature is, always has a beer in his hand (to go with his beer gut), and is always yelling at his kids to “shut the f*ck up”? Well, apparently he sometimes likes to drink Mike’s Hard Lemonade. See, he does have a softer side…
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