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.
Bitch bitch bitch. It's 29 miles for me. Want a cookie?Quote:
Originally Posted by rr53
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.
Crawdaddy won't make that one either.Quote:
Originally Posted by Bodo
Ike, you sir, like your mother, have become synonymous with a good time.
http://www.sloshspot.com/wp-content/...l-Sheniqua.jpg
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.....Quote:
Originally Posted by Tack Driver
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