Welp it is time.
bye.
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Welp it is time.
bye.
:hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi:
... my demand is for you to show tits and fingering of your brown bits.
bye
herp lisa
Remember when your dad nutted off inside of you?
bye felicia
*sniff* does anyone care about my DEMANDS because I'm a mentally ill middle aged woman who cries online when I don't get my way? *sniff*
stop
Franklin: Hey man, you ever go in that slaughter room or whatever they call it? The place where they shoot cattle in the head with that big air gun?
Hitchhiker: Oh, that gun's no good.
Franklin: I was in there once with my uncle.
Hitchhiker: The old way... with a sledge! You see that way's better. They die better that way.
Franklin: Well how come? I thought the gun was better.
Hitchhiker: Oh, no. With the new way... people were put out of jobs.
Franklin: Did you do that?
Hitchhiker: [digs through pouch for a few pictures] Look!
[Hands them to Franklin]
Hitchhiker: I was the killer!
Franklin: [looking at the pictures] Damn...
lol wtf