Sludge at the bottom of the ocean can’t reach any further down than it already is.
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I wonder how long you read your emails every day Joan? and texts, and twitter, and sitonmyfacebook, and instaham...
His name checks out. Fucker.
Big Carl loves Large Marge.
Good for her!!! CTE should be equal opportunity just like the mass shooting lottery.
I think it is a sneaker sickness...you can tell that one in the middle there is looking at the police officers shoes wishing he could get his hands on them.
He has raised millions for a ton of charities...so his typical behavior is? You can’t reason with crazy.
You do realize he raises and donates amazing amount of money to charities right?
It looks like this is the exact opposite of what happened here...he was ironic and sarcastic about racism and made some jokes and has been explaining they were jokes ever since...he didn’t join the kkk or nazi party. It was blurred then reprehensibly distinct not blurred and then continued to blur into him being a…
quite right...I do believe it was the inspiration of a famous equation as well.
It is hard as shit for this bitch to be uglier on the inside than out but she does it every god damn day.
There are 3 kinds of people in the world...The Geniuses that learn from other people mistakes, the intelligent that learn from their own mistakes, and America.
So this is the Final Final Final Final Final Final Final Fantasy?
I find Voorhees to be more reasonable.
Nothing blinds like a threat either.
Pearl Harbor...it’s when they dumped a whole bunch of tea in the Harbor to make it sparkle in the moon light...like a Pearl.
That’s a shaky story at best.
...rocks high school, gets a scholarship to an ivy league college, becomes an investment banker, gets addicted to coke and has a heart attack fucking a hooker in his 3rd beach house.
This chick Marla Singer did not have testicular cancer. She was a liar. She had no diseases at all. I had seen her at Free and Clear, my blood parasites group Thursdays. Then at Hope, my bimonthly sickle cell circle. And again at Seize the Day, my tuberculosis Friday night. Marla, the big tourist. Her lie reflected my…