Jesus Fucking Christ. 32 miles there, 32 miles back.
Priceless.........
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Jesus Fucking Christ. 32 miles there, 32 miles back.
Priceless.........
Seriously, any requests for stuff from Ikea. PM me.
I got some meat for my chili. Didn't get any cake though......
Don't talk to me about bitch, Bitch.....
Tacos, beer, roasted piglet, beer, racoon,beer, cake and beer a culinary experience to be remembered! And everything was excellent as usual, surprisingly... even the racoon.
Ike, you sir, like your mother, have become synonymous with a good time.
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I wanted to rep that but I sure don't need to get added to another list.
I guess it won't do any good to explain and ask ya'll to cut me some slack so.....
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In-law, I thought you were smarter than that! That's why I rep'd your post, not Tack's.
After witnessing Tack eat coon and Chase it with the champagne of beers there is no doubt he Is a top notch American..... another great get together
I have to ask,did Tack pick his teeth after eating coon with a cook dick tooth pick if not he is not a red neck yet.