How did I miss this gem?
Anyway you're right. You can tell it's my dad because staring straight into the sun is less painful to him than looking at the black woman hugging him.
Nowadays everybody wanna talk,
Like they got somethin to say,
But nothing comes out when they move their lips,
Just a buncha jibberish,
Motherfuckers act like they forgot about...Dane.
Gay people are enduring enough right now without me writing Will & Grace plotlines.
But I do need to pen my treatise someday concerning how fat women and gay men are evolved sapiens' Banjo-Kazooie.
That you go to church is a perfect picture of why the wood it takes to make them is better off as toothpicks.
Also the thought of you contracting skin cancer is making my cock throb.
Beware that after you shoot yourself in a fit of incel storm misery they may have to put up with a fouler-than-usual odor while they cart out all your second-hand Silent Bob jackets?