T-Pain paid for $1.4 million of his brother’s medical bills.

Time for some punks to grow up and change how the system works.

I don’t even remember which shoe I put on first this morning. Let me see if I can remember the things..... hmm... Oh, idea!

wait a second:

Pausing the video makes it look flat to me. Like it was a cardboard cutout horse. I think my eyes might be broken.

Ideas of unconditional love and loving one’s family no matter what are extremely flawed and short-sighted. There absolutely SHOULD be conditions for love. If you want me to love you, you have to fulfill some requirements first. One of those requirements is not to be an asshole. And as for family; My brother was a…

$1000 for a day or two’s work.

I got greyed on Kotaku when I stood up for consumer rights. It happens sometimes.

You mentioned a lot of stuff, so to try and organize it: Shutting down tax evasion is great. Wrap that up with a nice bow and ship it.

You just gotta know where to look:

Good God, I abhor talking on the phone. When I was with my girlfriend we only ever texted. And we did text each other a lot, whole days almost every day.

I got “banned” on Kotaku for standing up for consumer rights. *shrug* What can ya do.

“It’s raining, but there ain’t a cloud in the sky. Must’ve been a tear from your eye. Everything will be okay. Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze. Must’ve been you sighing so deep. Don’t worry, we’re gonna find a way.”

“Woke up this morning the house was cold. I checked the furnace she wasn’t burnin. Went out and hopped in my old Ford. Hit the engine but she ain’t turnin. Giving each other some hard lessons lately. We ain’t learnin. Same sad story that’s a fact. Going one step up and two steps back.”

“Maybe you’ll be out there on that road somewhere. Some busted trail traveling along. In some motel room there’ll be a radio playing and you’ll hear me sing this song. If you do, you’ll know I’m thinking of you and all the miles in between. And I’m just calling one last time. Not to change your mind, but just to say I…

HA!

Uniforms and orders sounds like most any job actually. Walmart, hospitals, fast food. And that’s the context we were given.

I think that’s highly reliant on who exactly is teaching the class. How did your JROTC teachers structure their classes?

There are rare occasions where it is only appropriate to break ones foot off in a narrow ass and this is one of those rare occasions. The only question remaining is which foot to use.

He couldn’t read at that point,