"Oooh yeah," I said to my peeing dog as I stood in my boxer-briefs after six or so cars drove by and some of that awkward sort of eye contact was exchanged, "Church."
Welcome to the wide world of the Bastard Himself. Look for new posts, well, when I feel like posting.
Bottom Feeders from the Bastard
I'm emotionally handicapped. WHERE'S MY FUCKING PARKING SPOT!
I'm emotionally handicapped. WHERE'S MY FUCKING PARKING SPOT!
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