This is what I’ve been saying about this douchemonger edgelord for a few years now. But “he’s not a racist because he’s joking” right guys? So sayeth the former gamergaters, current closet alt-right brigade.
This is what I’ve been saying about this douchemonger edgelord for a few years now. But “he’s not a racist because he’s joking” right guys? So sayeth the former gamergaters, current closet alt-right brigade.
Scott Zolak?
Hank Jr needs to spend more time working on his craft.
You can tell that’s a fake letter, AbsoluteData.net projects that there is only a 1.3% likelihood that a racist who mails letters can get the you’re/your thing correct.
Perhaps someone without a vasectomy is the father. This might make an interesting premise for a daytime TV segment!
I don’t hate those Trumplings, I just wake up remembering they hate me, my family and everyone and everything I believe in. It’s just motivation to resist.
Lifelong pats fan here, started in the Steve Grogan days. Favorite players are probably Willie Mac and Ben Coates
What happened to 2nd Take? that show was a pillar.
How exactly did this story get out? The rule is everything stays there that happens.
The Las Vegas police are treasonous and worshiping a false god.
Which “sides” are you referring to and how is this “making fun”?
“Both sides”? That’s a Trumpism. There is no “alt-left” , another fabrication of Trumplings
That’s the best thing I’ve seen in Madden in 20+ years
I don’t love bacon, nor do I hate it. Family of 3 here and we never finish the package after 2-3 weeks. The ladies only eat like 1/2 a strip per serving, and I only need a taste of it.
Maple Syrup is the pig’s blood of trees. I also learned from Futurama reruns that honey is bee poop. Skip both.
that the rules are different.
Make America Hollowed Bronze Cheaply Produced Statues of Racists Again
Congrats Jason, here’s to many more book launches!
My dog used to walk me to the bus stop in grammar school, he would hang out then take off when we boarded. Later after school, and the hellish traffic of Boston side streets, I’d walk down to the park, my dog would meet me there and we’d go sledding! He was a good dog.