Aim for their dick.
Aim for their dick.
For some reason you made me think of my cousin who “up-cycles” old furniture and whose life is basically Kinfolk’s most annoying photo spread ever.
No one’s better than Fisticuffs.
Just out of curiosity: Too scary for kids under five? My daughter couldn’t handle The Good Dinosaur.
I didn’t realize that photoshop had a “blackface” filter.
Marriage is defined as between one man or woman and as many cats as can fit into their apartment.
#getbetterfriends
That reminds me, did Firefall ever launch?
No one, but the NRA, and a bunch of arms manufacturers.
Use the buddy system. If you’re afraid you might rape someone, bring a friend who will tell you not to do it.
I teach eighteen-year-olds. Fortunately, I don’t teach a controversial subject.
I agree. Then I think, how much of a pussy do you have to be to carry a gun to keep yourself safe from learning stuff that goes against your interpretation of a very old book.
Back to the Poconos with you!
Gunplay is coming.
I would like to beat him to death with my belt. Not even kidding a little.
Either making one-sheets is easy as hell, or this person is really fucking good at it.
No, you see, Scarborough’s white and conservative, so it’s totes OK.
Welcome to 2016, where a man who can barely conjugate a verb is a viable presidential candidate for the United States.
“You used to play me on your XBone” rhymes better.
You kind of have to. You can’t take it off.