oh please go back to your email with angie. or text or whatever wipes that ass these days.
oh please go back to your email with angie. or text or whatever wipes that ass these days.
I’d wipe my ass with your book . . . . but then again, I don’t want to have a dirty ass for the rest of my life.
How about you check your unjustified attitude at the door and we can attempt to speak to each other like residents of planet Earth?
Al looks exactly like my Free Enterprise teacher from back in high school, except with dreads, piercings, and without that smug sense of knowing exactly how this whole shithouse works.
oh gunnar, you slay me. and icepick too. [laugh]