I’m going to throw out a fun name: Jim Bob Cooter.
I’m going to throw out a fun name: Jim Bob Cooter.
He probably drives and antique jag or some such shit that he thinks is fucking cool.
Floyd may weather the storm.
It figures Deadspin would put up a picture of two huge flacid dicks.
No one with indoor plumbing.
That back hoe fucked up his hand carved chess set....that’s why he’s so pissed.
Hot take: Fuck this bear
Holy shit, I can only imagine what those blockers-to-the-kidneys felt like.
Good ole Jake n’ bake
If it was a LAMIA flight I can understand why they were in a hurry to catch a buzz.
Now you’re in the holiday spirit!
Nope. Never had one.
I don’t go to bars.
I may not be the funniest guy, but I see, in your history, zero stars and you like to call people “fags”......so congrats on that.
Dear Draymond,
Ann Burrell is another annoying biznatch, but whenever I’m making something new I look up both of their recipes and use a combo of the two.
You must go to shitty bars.
The 4.5 quart tartan Le Creuset is more expensive than the standard 7.25. Fuck that noise.
Reporter to Bryce: Can you handle the job?
Probably came in a package from Brooklyn, who love to trade for dead C’s.