The bag and the planet pull towards each other.
The bag and the planet pull towards each other.
Their sentiment is that these young women should be saving themselves for their future husbands, and if they don’t, they’re whores who are getting what they deserve. It goes towards their belief that a man has a right to a woman because she is less than him.
The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.
The snake then bit the sloth, which returned him to the infinite innocence of oblivion. (The snake then fucked his wife.)
If I found myself laid out on a blanket that was the same color and texture of my own hide, I’d be a little worried about it’s origins.
He’s not smart, his ego just can’t handle everyone, everywhere seeing what a loser he is.
Now consider wild fires during that period.
I wonder how many minutes it took to pre-target that site with a Minuteman-3.
Has to keep it sharp for Grinder.
Don’t forget the phase-change cooling from the addition of solid state H20.
Johnny was a chemists son. But Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H20, Was H2S04.
What’s the point? Attention. These people need attention and this is the only way they can get it. They don’t care if it’s positive or negative. Do not engage or try to reason with them. Simply ignore them and go on about your business.
I can’t wait for those noise polluting fuckers to go out of business when the boomers die.
Not aliens, bourbon barrels. Bourbon barrels outnumber people in this part of the world.
Nobody in the history of humanity has been asked how pedantic they are.
Trump doesn’t care about Christians or Republicans. The deal is, he gets to be the center of attention and above the law. In exchange, he does whatever the Republicans want. He’s too shallow, entitled and stupid to be passionate about anything except his image.
The burden of the obsequious.
“Finally!” - Pete, the incredibly hung horse fucker.
The physics teacher would know that children have a terrible coefficient of restitution. This must be some other curious teacher.