Hurry back "wolf," I need closure!
Hahaha, "who the heck was that?"
The ol' meat pants trick. Works every time.
This story has to be real because nobody would waste their time making something this stupid up, right? RIGHT?
Let the timestamps show "Kool" spent 2 1/2 hours on a Saturday night giving himself a wedgie. Suddenly I feel like a social Fabio.
Like a breath of fresh air. A wedgie story I can visualize in my mind without feeling like a dope.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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