Oho! The plot! It twists!
Having a great weekend. Of course, by the time you read this, the weekend will be over. BOO!
How was your weekend?
God, I love How To Basic. Best Youtube channel ever.
does it get good from here…?
does the ‘ho try to eat the agents face off when he corners her ala bathsalts…?
or does she cook him with a flamethrower and stock her fridge for the month…?
maybe she becomes a retroactive abortion ℅ the BATFE…?
here is your chance to provide a unique and gory ending to this chapter!
don’t disappoint us…
She rigs an M60 with a garage door opener in the trunk of a car and—oh, wait, that’s been done.
Nah, she rubs her tits on Agent Keller’s minion and offers him a pot brownie. The minion sheds his clothes, discovers the joy of burning, quits his job, and lives happily ever after with Sparkledark.
That was probably one of the most retarded things I have seen.
” North of the border of Old Mexico
I rode one day to the cowtown of San Angelo…”
Song doesn’t end well and neither will this.
And the video. . . Some twisted implementation of Rule 34?
My expectations: She actually has no fucking clue what’s going on, but she’s managed to hock up enough money to get to Burning Man, and quit her job, but we’ll never get to see the quittin’ notice, because it wasn’t written on asbestos.
i think i figured it out…
stacy/SD is marias daughter…
the product of a gang bang by omar/tom/ivan when maria was nine (which explains maria’s fixation with older guys)…
omar doesn’t remember because he was too stoned/drunk at the time, so stacy is actually his daughter that he doesn’t know about, and maria gave her up for adoption so she has no idea who/where she is…
(no. no, i do not not write soap operas for univision, why do you ask…?)
Considering the ATF agent’s past experience in gun-running, and when he said ‘perfect’ after the mention of San Angelo (the words ‘San Angelo’ and ‘perfect’ should not be mentioned together in a sentence unless ‘getting out of’ is also included), I’m wondering if there’ll be some kind of fictional frame-up of facilitating felonious firearms transfers.
My weekend was good, and none of my friends got hurt in the riots north of St.Louis last night.
I think that’s the first time I’ve seen a guy successfully slut-shamed. Good job, Mick!
Hey, for peope who enjoy deserts (and I do), there’s a very nice state RV camp in San Angelo, complete with a prairie dog town to keep your pooch entertained, and a great BBQ place on the road into town. Stayed there when I went to San Angelo to buy a Texas Star target. No part of this experience was disappointing.
Haha! Some one actually knows of the city of Sand and Jello.
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