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Son? How desperate of you, lawn lord.Post that old pic of you with that haircut which would only be complete with a mullet. Also, hold a green hose in one hand with your other on the well-worn handle of your pawn worthy lawnmower for your newest avatar, motherfucker...SSS- Your wife ain't no stylist - in haircuts nor men.
Listen son, I'll make the photoshops here.Sure they need me to care of them but I'm not ready for Hollywood Squares.
How fucking impressive.So, does she remove the ball from your mouth when you go outside to fix that spiffy mower you can actually squirt in the right place? Now I can see why you drooped to calling me "son". Ouch. Miscarriages, or misfires? You know, most bitches drink Michelob Ultra - I'm guessing that celibate cunt you once fit a ring on using lawnmower parts was due for surgical removal of it thanks to the dead black finger that got choked out worse than your mother-in-law did you on Christmas morning.CV put that hand saving bullshit on hold, like you do your credit card payments at this layed back time engineered by lazy hosebags with fat wives...SSS- Has your deep dark tan vanished?
You know you’re one of my favorite posters, right ?
Yo ho', you might be confused about your wife's weight. I already think you're a mediocre Applebees coloring book artist, which means these conversion things are all kinda fucked up for you.(37.778°C × 9/5) + 32 = 100°FJaaaaayzus Billy, how hot do you suppose it is out here?*Probably somewhere around 37.78 degrees, is my guess.So what does your wife really weigh?SSS- Don't lie.
My wife is a big girl.
Then I would drink beer, smoke pot, worship Satan and fuck them. Let's just say I'm happily married now to my soulmate.
"Where's my Goddamn hat at!?"Where do you find this shit ? lolSSS- Ride until the sun sets, my overly-friendly hosebag.
Weed has gotten so good everywhere but Canada that our resident hosebag can't sell a goddamn gram at the middleschool right up the street. He has to take his wife with him to lower suspicions when he jogs their 1/6th of one-half of a kilometer track. While his wife dangerously sits on a swing.That Hispanic Canuckerian puts his God-given face on The Rock's rockin' body because he cannot stand his own, nor stand on it after mowing another enormous soccer field that players stand around on while the game clock ticks UP!!! Reading fabricated Canadian gossip about Americans and poking children, senior citizens, and Jews on facebook before getting a yellow flag for it despite being just over 300 meters away from the "action".Hell, Canadians will be able to use aluminum bunny ears any day now as the population feigns interest in their nation's annual news. About the cold. About a cold. About cold dog shit they can throw at America. Throw at Alaska. Throw with their left hands. Their cold left hands."Big girls" have some genetic deficiency which partly explains the oddity of having black babies, even when they're married to Canadians - where niggers get their boot laces tied together by police. Google George Floyd and wade through the liberal shit until you get to a criminal record that got him 5 years in a Houston prison for pointing a gun at a pregnant woman's stomach before snatching her purse. Canada motherfucker, where Canadian in-laws declare their daughter's dark brown babies as divine fucking miracles. Makes hosebag just wanna go work, unlike his newest child ever will.Canadian males and grandmothers are known to soul-search after such unexplainable bummers by watching Van Helsing and Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters, back-to-back. Yep. Canadians never desperately need to ask Google important questions because THOSE two all-white babies make War and Peace (Tolstoy - pfft) just look like a soccer field the size of Nunavut, which is misspelled because none of them have read W&P...SSS- Canadians ain't having none of 'at boring bullshit.
I'm so Canadian that my wife and I did it doggy style on Saturday nights so we could both watch hockey.
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