Anybody else think Super Deuce's fear of getting jumped on by fat, Italian plumbers is actually pretty reasonable?
For all you know, Tetra, that's your prince right there in front of you.
Let's hope that whatever's in there doesn't know that it's vogue to come out of the closet, The Patient.
I hear open-toed bed slippers are all the rage now anyway, TheGune.
Yeah, that's the downfall of having hos in different area codes, ToMiZ.
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
A real friend doesn't move until the middle of August, ensuring temperatures in the 90s and a humidity that turns boxers into moist balls of ruined cotton.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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