Okay, I admit that I masturbated to that video of taut young Aryan flesh, but I feel really really conflicted about it.
Okay, I admit that I masturbated to that video of taut young Aryan flesh, but I feel really really conflicted about it.
Shoot. Ignore me. Day late and a dollar short.
Depends on your definition of “toxin”. The germs seemed pretty toxic in the end.
Also, illegal. Fifteen’ll get you twenty.
Yeeeaahh, I figured, but I just couldn’t parse it in any way that made logical sense. WHY are they on the porch
As long as you’re sorry for Bieber, we cool.
Well, okay, it really felt like when my brain was swimming from ureaic poisoning, but I didn’t think too many people could appreciate the joke.
I need a brain shower.
What the hell is a porch honky?
???
At least you didn’t apologize for it?
An unnaturally polite child with an inexhaustible craving for french fries in gravy?
This is the single best movie review since the death of Joe Bob’s Drive-In Theater.
Apropos of nothing, isn’t it about time for a Grizzly Adams reboot?