He just called me, a limey, in the limey lounge, a ****.
Thats like him busting into buckingham palace and doing a **** on one of the Corgis faces.
Everyone, lets turn on this wanker.
And by "turn on" do you mean form an angry mob complete with torches, rope and pitchforks and chase me down? Or do you mean turn on some soft melodies, light some candles, and slip into something more "comfortable"?
And by "turn on" do you mean form an angry mob complete with torches, rope and pitchforks and chase me down? Or do you mean turn on some soft melodies, light some candles, and slip into something more "comfortable"?
****, I'm down for either one.
Lets not pretend that the Bringers idea of a romantic evening does not include the drinking of blood and sacrificing of animals to the backdrop of Slayer.
Lets not pretend that the Bringers idea of a romantic evening does not include the drinking of blood and sacrificing of animals to the backdrop of Slayer.
Well of course, but that comes after a hot beef injection fills my anus to it's very capacity with baby batter.
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