Right, I have around 600 followers, odds are that some of you are opposed to gay people getting married. But,...
Eat that pussy and be grateful. There’s starving nice guys in fedoras who don’t have any.
Oh, that fried chicken I had for lunch is not sitting well with me right now. I was expecting, you know, fried chicken. Not a hunk of grease with a small morsel of chicken buried deep within the recesses of said grease.
Okay, that was stretching the truth a bit, but seriously that chicken was deep fried. I may need an injection of celery and lettuce quite soon.