Grab her feet first, then rub them a bit.
Grab her feet first, then rub them a bit.
You could read all of this in Martin Sheens voice and wonder why we can’t have a President like the one on the West Wing.
I was there to see my Mariners.
Harry Caray poured me about five ounces of Wild Turkey into my empty beer cup while I was at Hohokum field in 1993. I didn’t ask, I was just standing there behind the booth.
It follows the old Russian parable of the son of a very rich man who inherits a billion dollars, pays no taxes , lies his way out of conscription, becomes a porn star, derides war veterans who get captured, cheats on his wives, starts a con game involving a University, and 40 million suckers vote for him for President.
This kind of addiction is no joke. I hit rock bottom when I found myself tweeting and plugging at 5 am with an orange man who obsessed on his daughters beauty and Rosie O’Donell.
Which one isn’t?
The point is that Trump could have fucked anybody’s wife, but chose not to fuck Mike Tysons wife. Because Trump is a gentleman
To me, it’s about better baseball. My nephew was a phenomenal pitcher, and is now a millionaire software engineer at age 35
Squirrel....Trumps hair....than.
For some reason, he looks like a human chicken McNugget to me.
No no no. I clearly watched Kaine force feed multiple harmonicas to Pence while giving him a death nurple.
Thinking the only reason the FDA regulates drugs is sparkle fairy level vapidity.
“Dangerous musings”
Who says there is no danger to the guests? While the hosts cannot kill the visitors, I bet a few real people have died there, and that reveal is coming
One small anecdote about this human mold spot, in an election season replete with horrific anecdotes about him.
WON MAR(a)SHALL MOVE
Well, back in my youth I could take a wild stab at it.
Supreme leader definitely alphamax