

“Don’t just stare at it, Sabrina. Eat it.”
“Don’t just stare at it, Sabrina. Eat it.”
This band is incredible. They definitely have a unique sound that comes through on every song. They have a new album coming late October, too!
All glory to the Christ Moth! May his lamp be forever bright and attractive.
It kind of looks like you smoke weed out of it.
Honestly, if they’re still whining about their dryness at this point, with all the thoughts and prayers we’ve sent, it’s just greedy.
“Bogey down, skills issue. Can I get an F on comms, over.”
I get to post Moth versions of Loss and I get a free ticket out of this place? Sign me up!
The band Gay for Johnny Depp has a song that ends with the line, “if you’ve never read a newspaper and you want to be all you can be, join the army.”
“I see the problem, your AP is in the Faraday Chasity Cage. Closing ticket.”
I have that same urge when my GrubHub order gets switched to another driver.
Release date: September 11, 2001. I can’t remember if anything else happened that day…
Are you asking if your rock hard sphincter can handle the diarrhea from eating it, or if you could boof the sush’ and destroy it with your powerful hole?
But can I whip it into a cum meringue?
Dude, all the Obama’s kind of sound like MK characters. We got good ol’ Baraka. Michelle = Sindel, Malia = Mileena, Sasha = Sonya. What a killer family!
Modern hearse drivers get so mad when you hotbox that shit.
Incorrect. I think for both it’s:
It’s honestly just a quick Google.
“I’m in love with the loaf of you.”
At least with puppygirls, you both enjoy rubbing her face in the puddles.
The original cover, too! I never liked the rerelease art for this, Chaosphere or Nothing.