I read that as it must be a Mercedes.
That light you see, it’s just my muzzle flash.
It would cost me hundreds in extra purchases of Plan B though.
It’s the gravity downforce of 1 ton brass balls.
This is how it begins, Caria law is upon us!
And with that he used up all his requests.
This post gave me epilepsy.
And by ‘we’ you mean not with me. I learned this the last time ‘we’ had a threesome. But, that could have something to do with me standing outside the window looking in. Which, is what ‘we’ will be doing at pebble beach.
Business in the front, fleshlight in the back.
More like Shat Pack, amirite?
This picture is the source of thousands of ‘your mom’ jokes.
Fuel of Satan got the joke.
That was literally the joke. Good job.
I would watch a woman dance sexy around a bed post for that car.