Oh you stud, I'm loving that "just got kicked in the balls" look you're sporting.
Finally, someone to pick off and eat the bugs embedded in my back. It's like one of those symbiotic relationships you see in nature.
Listen lady this site is for people who want to get fucked in the ass with a spiked bat, not have their house cleaned.
Just think, somewhere in Ohio this woman is grinding some dude's balls into ground beef and tweaking his nipples with a pair of pliers.
That's no mask.
I think this makes up for slavery.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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