Don't blame you.
Don't blame you.
In college I played for the ultimate team. My freshman nickname was Dog-Dick-Lipstick.
I love you.
May be a bit of a stretch with deeming a Subway sandwich "fine"?
Yup. She showed up to my mother's funeral late and dropped off by the guy she slept with the night before.
Fuuuuuuuccckkkkkkk!!!!!!!
Cool fact; Nile's Strat has been estimated to have been played on over $2 billion dollars worth of recordings! Which means, if he wants to have a girl rolling around in underwear in his video, he damn well can.
Cool fact; Nile's Strat has been estimated to have been played on over $2 billion dollars worth of recordings! Which means, if he wants to have a girl rolling around in underwear in his video, he damn well can.
Word. Bio-Mom took off when I was 2. Dad has been married 6 times. Ex-GF of 5 years showed up to my mother's funeral, late and with the guy she cheated on me with the night before. Later I found she sexed-up most of my "friends", not surprising. So my trust level is pretty low. Though I think, or at least I'm one to…
Indiana University Purdue Universtiy of Indianapolis.
He was thinking "Dick in the V!"
Amen
Which is why I said "I wish".
Ladies and Gents: The Knicks' season in one swooping, misguided example. (Possibly the last 30 years)
Then a fucking dress comes in and ruins it all!
You're welcome.
Except FJM comes equipped with a silver edged, snark tipped tounge and the largest set of brass balls you've ever seen.
Try Father John Misty's "I Love You, Honeybear". Probably the best white-guy-playing-guitar album I've heard in five years. There's talk of santanic x-mas eves, ash and cum stained sheets, mariachi horns, and disliking white girls who put off soulful affectations. Highly recommend.