I used to dress like this everyday, except Ramadan and martial law days
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- Pornography wears a suit and is quite athletic
- Cute animals
- More dangerous than Jarts but less than a bag full...
- WWWWSMD?
- If his dick is as big his collars
- And you think Punk Rock was extreme
- Now this is a bank
- The most bored of all wizards
- Next time you wanna call your ancestors
- Meet my servant
- Flava Flav's descent into hell
- A mother's love is important
- My next tattoo
- This child molester was a rocking fool
- Quality tattoos on Edgewater
- Ford Cortina
- Wizard
- See My Baby Jive
- President Musharraf and his bitches
- My biker build/jack off name
- New Love
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- My son and his best friend Beckett
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1 comment:
"Things" happen.
What..."things".
"Things" get stuck in your ass, that's what.
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