Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
I run shirtless in a major city on lightly used streets against the flow of traffic, and on sidewalks of major streets. How awful am I on a scale of 1-10?
Then you're missing out on some awesome pictures of a guy's dick taken from Kate Upton's iCloud account.
Look at the page views, dipshit.
Also, who keeps their photos geotagged?
That glue guy has great football IQ and a motor that never quits.
Yeah, this kid sucks.
From non-rapist to rapist.
I'm confused, wa gwan?
Usually games with the Molinas are the only times that crackers aren't behind the plate.
Probably should check two places:
Literally everyone in the 90's was some shade of teal:
Could you imagine if Wright Thompson wrote that shit?
Why not scale the percents of on-court and on-field value so they're comparable? For example, what did Kobe, or Shaq, or Jordan, or Magic account for? Then let's figure out the top guys for baseball, the 90th percentile and see how the two correlate in terms of the ability for one player to account for certain…
OH MAN SO EMBARRASSING. GOT YOU GOOD.
Just looks like two punts and no kickoffs returned for touchdowns.
Think that's an hombre.
Latin Bieber/Bat Bieber.
Now we get to hear every college fan base use the "I Believe" chant incessantly to hold you over until the next World Cup.
Also has a "Ciro Vive" hashtag, maybe referring to the Roma supporter who died recently as a result of post match violence?