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driver lucked in this time....... a hit deer murdered an entire band once

Yeah I figured he meant the stig but it just made me laugh somehow. “Some say he’s covered in bark, and that I found him laying on my lawn after last night’s rainstorm. All we know is, He’s called the Stick” Cut to footage of a car idling in a parking lot with a twig in the driver’s seat

I fancy myself to be a bit of a graphic designer, here’s a sample of my professional portfolio from my time at Saleen

Nobody expects the Spanish friend tradition.

He’ll be right up there with Clebold and Harris as one of the greatest shooters in Columbine history.

“You do not want to be woken up by a kitten playing with your penis, or a wet dog nose on your arse.”

You don’t know what I want.

Even if you do look down on furries at times there is no fault in a moment of judgement, any group of people that grows large enough, is going to provide some embarrassing or laughable instances where they are ripe for mockery. We all have our bad days (Not that this article is even a bad example of the furry fandom,)

As a bit of perspective, keep in mind someone out there is looking at an article about people who play video games and laughing at it as we type, joking about how gamers are losers because they are not hitting the clubs every night and being outgoing socially. Or how they waste their time on stupid kids games, when

true story, i told on Gawker years ago.

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As a millennial myself I’d like to say, why don’t you go to your safe space and be politically correct in your nice retarded bubble and let the rest of us life our “politically incorrect” life in fucking peace.

You know what really ruins a joke? Sour douche canoes whining about other people ruining the joke.

Either’s fine. Boogers taste good and they build your resistance to icky germs.

“It’s f-ing huge and while it’s in his right, it’s still inconsiderate to the rest of the cul-de-sac.”

The ghetto. No need to be an ass about it.