She looks like a old lady at work that has the hots for me. She's a lunchlady and every time I pass the kitchen she wants to give me piece of cake. Like two peas in a friggin pod.
Yeah right, like you weren't behind this you fat ugly bitch. I see that knife and fork you've got stashed in the yeast-ridden and cheese-smelling fold under your left tit, and that jar of horseradish you've tried to jam up the scab-covered entrance to the shallow, scar-tissue-riddled wound you call a vagina. Don't think you're foolin' a goddamn person in here!
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How the fuck does that happen?
Here, let me show you...
As always, save the neck for me.
awwww mommy can we keep it? please please please?!?!?
How Does This Happen!!!!??? Two Words ... VIOLENT NEGROS!!
NEGROS??!!??
"negro"? is it the 1950's again?
no! thats 1850's
What am I missing, is there a "negro" on the picture that I'm not seeing?
them folks been sayin nigras did it dawg
Actually, if this was done in the States, it was probably done by a white person.
when you see it, you'll shit bricks
"Twweeeuu Weeeaaaeekks"
get ready for a surprise!
A little cornstarch will fix that nose bleed right up.
A bandaid will take care of the rest.
what the hell will cornstarch do for a nose bleed???
makes the blood turn purple?!?!?
I'll use a line from a previous post that someone posted.
Some BONDO ANS SCOTCH TAPE will fix that right up.
oh no! is that the midget again?
She looks like a old lady at work that has the hots for me. She's a lunchlady and every time I pass the kitchen she wants to give me piece of cake. Like two peas in a friggin pod.
That meat looks well done
too much marbling.
Rosie O'donell! WHAT HAPPENED?
she went on a diet. Try it.
Yeah right, like you weren't behind this you fat ugly bitch. I see that knife and fork you've got stashed in the yeast-ridden and cheese-smelling fold under your left tit, and that jar of horseradish you've tried to jam up the scab-covered entrance to the shallow, scar-tissue-riddled wound you call a vagina. Don't think you're foolin' a goddamn person in here!
I mean, if you wanna chow down on Rosie that's fine, but man up and admit to your secret cravings, you creature from the space between worlds.
I'm sorry did someone say something?
Damn, COB! Medication WILL help you. I promise!
Do I sense some sort of S&M roleplaying going on here?
Just save me the head. I can make some good soup with it.
do you like giving head at dinnertimes then ?
No, I get head and no, you're not invited.
And I thought youd actually make a soup with it. :|
I would.