None of your business what I do with them!
None of your business what I do with them!
Today on house hunters international…
It’s just an example of a neurological disease that comes from eating the neuro system of your own kind.
Neurological disease. Look up mad cow disease or chronic wasting disease. That’s a terrifying way to go.
Did it have a cross on the pamphlet anywhere?
For me it was always “huh, so this is it” only later would I freak out how close I was.
Oh totally, it is big for a dust devil, but that’s all it is.
Here it comes is the last shit he says before it hits in the video.
Would it help to have mental illness? Cause if so, I’ll dust off some of these old Rammstein CDs and meet you guys over there after I get more proficient.
What could be so horrific about that?
“anti-trump republican, what a joke”
Also true. We’re talking about 2 separate flooding events. One in the black sea region, and another in Montana. As well as several other major historical floods around the world, and yes, Christians use that to account for one world flood, but the much more likely answer is that this was fairly common as the ice age ended. And we can see that it has been fairly common. As the icedams broke that held back huge amounts of water, it tended to wipe out anything and everything in the area, and people would talk about it for generations.
Cum on my baby, cum on my honey, cum on my rag time gaaaaall.
Coincidentally, my kid would not.
See this is ridiculous to me, because I need the baby more than I need any of that shit. I get that accidents happen, and parent brain is weird, lack of sleep and all that. But it’s a lot easier to notice a car seat and baby not weighing down my arm, than it’s slightly more comfortable without my wallet.
“distracted driving is… Blah blah blah, yes I accept! Now get the fuck off my screen so I can choose between Rammstein and Tool.”
My mom wasn’t strong enough to beat me and I quickly got bigger than my step-dad, but the psychological and mental abuse was there. And now she questions why it don’t let her hang out with my son alone and will abruptly leave with him when I get even a whiff of it.
Edit: forgot my point, but yes, I too became a master liar.
What’s there to fix?
Eskimo bros?
Mmmm luau time! Poor piggies.