I’d expect to see this collection downstate, like in a barn outside of Felton, not in Middletown of all places.
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Hey, I’m in Middletown!
Mr. Bubble FTW!
No doping controls?
What’s the worst song to be forced to listen to on repeat forever?
According to bystander reports published locally here, Hattaway had implored Hayden, after the first punch landed to “baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more.”
I know, right? Normally lax bro names are Drew, Bryce, Jaxon, Zach, or Taylor.
Nate’s last name isn’t Tracy per chance, is it?
I agree with Mandorake on his leaf blower comment as a solve for gutter cleaning.
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I didn’t do them every day but I did them every day I was in the gym. One day, coach put on this song and we went from plank position to push-up position and back down every time “Bring Sally up, Bring Sally down” was said.
Meanwhile, his brother Kodos is left to languish on Rygell VII.
Maybe Orange Fulius promised Paul that Pompeo could direct some not-so-friendly subterfuge towards the neighbor that whooped Rand’s ass?
Where I was headed with my original comment but didn’t include is when I’ve commented out loud that I need to lose some lbs., the kiddo has said “Dad, you’re not fat.”
Thanks for this.
Forget the historical stuff topside, the Alamo’s basement is the real gem.
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Even Erik Watts never reached such heights.
“in 2018, an inept militia unit was sent to Kansas prison by a federal court for a crime they conspired to commit. These men attempted to escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Wichita underground, but were foiled by pulling on a door clearly marked “Push.” Today, not wanted by anyone in particular, they…
You blew your load too fast, Comey.