You may trust God, but please also trust me. That’s not the proper way to “sag” your pants, I don’t care what those gangsters down the street tell you.
My guess is he was trying to buy a bag of his own feces.
Things that should be done more – self portrait bedazzling. Just so you know how crazy you actually look….with more glitter.
It’s Salsa night at the retiement village; and I’m not talking about the one they have to put their teeth in to eat, but the one where they use their teeth as clacking instruments.