He has a shitload of guns, lives in an RV and basically just pays me to hang out drink whisky with him and do basic handyman shit. This fuckin rules
He has a shitload of guns, lives in an RV and basically just pays me to hang out drink whisky with him and do basic handyman shit. This fuckin rules
Do you suspect that your girlfriend has the ability to make herself fifty feet tall? Could this ability manifest itself in a bizarre display of magical realism at a narratively convenient moment?
Did you perhaps encourage your girlfriend to abuse steroids because you got off on how muscular she was?