discolé monade

here's something that bites at my crawl : 'i don't give a rat's ass'. but....what if you did. what if you just happened to be walking around with rat's asses. not the whole rat. just it's tiny, dried out little ass. and when someone says the above mentioned, then you just chuck a little rat's arse at that person...and say 'i do', and slowly suck your teeth. and walk away. just walk....away.

so....bouillon cube is not in play? preferably beef.

fair enough. but know this, i have absolutely no rebuttal to any of this.

no...but that is clever.

my cashapp is $discowilltakeyourcash

...and add a message board, so viewers can talk about shows. and maybe a spot that's not all about shows. and maybe a place to really rage against the machine? eh....iono...don't think it can be done.

then i got my 10$ walmart card. can't make this shit up.

and this pops up, after all the questions about trump/vance/harris/walz, the economy, etc, et al.

Behold the garden in which I grow my fucks. Lay thine eyes upon it and thou shalt see that it is barren.

i'm not sure how to feel being called out like this. looking at you buddy.

oatmeal and toast with cream cheese.

ooh. this is exciting.

this hurt me to my core. to my core

where is my mind?

boy howdy r ya.

heat, school, and hopefully the baby turtles made it and will pop out. *there is a pic around here of her leaving her nest*

lol. long dick style. LOL

doing a final fitting today. i am pretty damn proud of this. i designed this. i did it.

yeah....i know...there's not suppposed to be 4 endulge this old lady. she lost 25 lbs .