That gif and video need to go a few seconds longer. The best part was him questioning his entire existence as he slowly slouched to the ground.
That gif and video need to go a few seconds longer. The best part was him questioning his entire existence as he slowly slouched to the ground.
Came here comment this. He did his best Ric Flair impression.
You cut out the part where he's rolling around wondering what planet he's on.
Of course the Niners are stupid, Drew. It takes a special kind of stupid to let seven eat you.
Yea. As uncomfortable as watching her husband go through progressions.
I read somewhere that cats view human as larger cats. I talk to the cat when I get home and it sometimes meows back to me in response. Cats are not good conversationalists. You know who is? Dogs. I talk to my dogs all the time because three words can have them bouncing around the house in extreme excitement. You…
Yep, but I was a huge vaj, so I wouldn't have known WTF to do with them anyway.
That was me, and spoiler alert: Nope.
It was even uglier in the stands as the Memphis and BYU coaches' wives carried on the violence. outnumbered 6 to 1 the Memphis wives didn't stand a chance
Countdown until Goodell makes the Clearsound Listening System the only NFL-approved warm-up audio player.
Three breathtaking colors.
I've seen an entire season of implosions at Soldier Field. This does not impress me.
Ferguson's used to getting treated like shit by dumbass white people.
I've had the pleasure (?) of depositing twice in my life. My second time was similar to your experience; the darkish room, the stock porn mags from 5-10 years ago (no hardcore though), cute receptionist, etc. Turns out my sperms looked good.
Nah. I've never watched a UFC fight. I'm just a fan of the English language.
I'm all for the convenience, but I was kinda looking forward to the whole "jerk it in a designated medical jerking room" situation.
The hell? Your comment reads something that was deciphered by Google translate.
Way worse than "Is something burning?" is when, in the middle of the night, the wife asks "Did you hear something?"
This is a rule in high school hoops as well (at least where I played). I believe it dates back to the days before breakaway rims, when excessive dunking (or perhaps worse, attempted dunking by people who don't know what they're doing) could result in damage to the rim or backboard.
"You haven't been yourself lately."