You like some red velvet cake with layers of sweet, butter cream frosting? Theoretically so do I, but here's some low grade shit with ripples.
Remember that girl who used to answer phones at Charm City cakes? Now she is doing a Nintendo themed lesbian burlesque to cover her rent. I hope you're happy, Food Network.
Want to know how much fuck I give these days? How about you have a Caramel Fudge Brownie Sundae ice cream I concocted.
No, I didn't really concoct jack shit. They just wheeled this thing out of the Blue Bunny food lab and it tasted like a hot trash bag full of vomit and then they showed me a check with my name on it and I said, "DUFF APPROVES!"
Ferguson's long arm of the law laments the latest cutback.
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.
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