... for a Klondike bar?
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... for a Klondike bar?
I'd punch a really hot chick in the mouth.
I'd steal it from a homeless person.
I'd pee in a dead woman's mouth.
I'd drink pee out of a dead woman's mouth.
Sounds like we have a Tuesday night to plan out.
Why would I want a hangout for Eskimo lesbians?Quote:
Originally Posted by Tones
*Runs away...
I would make an excursion to my local grocer, procure one of said item (or the convenient 6-pack, to circumvent the necessity of multiple trips), and surrender the requested monetary value (+ 6% Gwinnett Co. sales tax).
I'd enjoy it whilst walloping you urination-obessed, unchivalrous malcontents into submission, harumph.
I already have the poison.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xeno G
Well I was planing on heading out to the haunted Indian burial ground and digging one up but hey, whatever floats your boat.Quote:
Originally Posted by Andrew