“Bro, you need to get your kid to watch Peppa pig or something because I can’t understand her half the time.”
“Bro, you need to get your kid to watch Peppa pig or something because I can’t understand her half the time.”
He giving him the ol’ dick twist.
Yo! How is Mad Madam Mim chaotic neutral? She was going to kill Arthur for sport.
Too hot to handle!
Taco’s pubercuts
I tried. I’m new, I don’t know any better!
And then the cravings begin…
Well, most of them didn’t get paid either…
Lies! There is no potatoe, only sadness.
That’s a country song if I ever heard one. “Is my dick too long for this skirt?”
"I am not here to talk to them. You are the hand chosen by the master! Yours is the wheel of blood! Yours is the sword of Michael! "
Yeah, I tell everyone that’s where my familiar drinks from.
Sees door, " Fuck! I’ve been robbed. Wait, did they pick up in here? What’s that smell? Is that lemon pledge?"
“This machine just called me an asshole.”
Obviously! To keep the knob’s thoughts from being read.
They need to go to the hague food court, and punished for their food crimes.
You have to sing it like the subway commercial.