Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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Oh I thought you meant the tattoo artist tried saying "but that's how you said you wanted it" when dude noticed or something. Gotcha now.
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Snakegang and Snakegang
this makes me realize why foos like cartoon n flaks can afford real estate from a penetentury hustle thats been going on for decades…
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DubbC415 and DubbC415
lol no offense but i still thnk your it for tha chuckles lol… y woodnt sum1 go to like "font.com" n type/pick there own shit…lol
sumn docent add up…lol
sumn docent add up…lol
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Snakegang and Snakegang
I don't know. Me and my girl have been trying to figure out what actually happened for a few hours now. This guy is really dumb. I think he got it done in a basement possibly while high or drunk and they just weren't paying attention.
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reo and reo
That just reminded me of when in around 1999-2000 or so I typed in mlb.com and it took me to a site called major league bimbos and there was a thing at the bottom that said if you were trying to go to the baseball site to type out majorleaguebaseball.com lol. It appears at some point major league bimbos decided to cash out though haha.
This ex-buddy of mine got smacked up at my party a few weeks back for talking slick to a heavy-fisted female.
The mother fucker deserved it. He then decided the next week that he'd trip on me, and like a G, I told him he had better check his tone. He didn't, so naturally I went quiet about the situation, and let his bullshit not ruin my day by breathing any more life into it.
Now, I find out this hellian is trying to holler at my ex on some "Hey, Jed's not been himself. What gives?" shit(which means he's trying to get the pussy). I'm perfectly normal, my usual asshole-with-a-loveable-smile routine.
Now, the G in me says "Move on, there's bigger tiddies and better friends to be had elsewhere", but the clown in me wants to break his fucking cheek bone and shatter his eye socket.
What's a breh to do, brehs?
The mother fucker deserved it. He then decided the next week that he'd trip on me, and like a G, I told him he had better check his tone. He didn't, so naturally I went quiet about the situation, and let his bullshit not ruin my day by breathing any more life into it.
Now, I find out this hellian is trying to holler at my ex on some "Hey, Jed's not been himself. What gives?" shit(which means he's trying to get the pussy). I'm perfectly normal, my usual asshole-with-a-loveable-smile routine.
Now, the G in me says "Move on, there's bigger tiddies and better friends to be had elsewhere", but the clown in me wants to break his fucking cheek bone and shatter his eye socket.
What's a breh to do, brehs?