it's image over substance. people have this idea of themselves, cultivated by facebook. as soon as you call it out, people will react violently against you because you're tearing down the idea that they're trying to project. trumpism is nothing more than truck nuts.
i eat 'em like a beaver. cheez-it debris everywhere
pure perfection
that was dogshit. couldn't have been more obvious
gutted for celebrini. mackinnon couldn't bury his feed and coughed it up in ot. celly had chances, too, but usa d had great stick placement to disrupt his quick release.
oh, yeah. i forgot about the seeing ghosts thing
rye
which one is ghost boy?
i used to put 'em on my fingers like they were fake nails
you're not invited to my birthday party
mon dieu! it's julia roberts
hallelujah - stephen lynch
foreign object! 2319
best loudspeaker voice
he's german?
keep an eye on that forehead. scary thoughts in there, i'd bet.
it was clearly wet
if i get to go home early had a face
headin' to taco bell now
triggered
fuckin' middle-parts, dude. psychos
i want one
i have it on good authority that her nickname is 'the box office"
i'm sort of intrigued mentally by the idea of someone looking at household objects or keepsakes and thinkin', "hmm, you know, i wonder..." fascinating
but what was he fantasizing about? or was it more of a "no way this'll fit" scenario?
ty
fair enough. ty
cigarette required time/team
wtf is with the =?
not enough
