Discussion in 'The Bar' started by Habit Forming, Sep 13, 2012.
Fuck that shit. Damn half-dead skeezer.
Unless it's Thin mint Cookies
Step in to my office... because you're fuckin' FIRED!
sick of the fucking beggars outside the shoprite every weekend. No I don't wanna buy you shitty popcorn or shitty shit shit.
well at least she doesnt have thunder thighs
Keep talking that shit and I'mma go to the trunk. I got something for that ass.