I know lots of people on here like CF girls, giant ass girls or hairy muff girls, but that is just pure perfection. I would not change one thing. Just..... whew
Yes, a shape like the Fiat girl is what I will endlessly strive to attain. Which sucks because I am 5'5", my legs don't go for miles, my tits are too big, I have "birthin" hips, and I'm not 20 years old. *sigh*
Taking Lil' she-devil to the beach tomorrow, she would live in the water if you gave her the opportunity. Now I'm gonna smoke this weed so I get high.
I'm alone with my daughter this weekend. Besides, I'm a little sketchy about it, since I thought the first one sucked ass (sorry). I hear pretty good things about this one, though. And it IS Van Damme Friday. The greatest skills shown in pommade use in motion picture history.
I'm still alive. If you can believe it, Nettdata was driving cross country and his Jeep blew up about 250km from Winnipeg. One short three-hour tow later, and he's staying here while the Chrysler dealership removes his guts through his wallet. So it's been kinda busy.
There are few things in this world worse than an untrained dog. Especially a labradoodle, already mentally unstable from dubious breeding techniques, that launches all 70 pounds of itself at you like a fucking rocket. I have never wanted to punch a dog in the face so fucking bad. Rotten creature kept circling me and alternating jumping on me, licking me, or trying to crawl on top of me when I sat down. My hands, arms, feet are covered in stinking dog slobber. Plus it smelled like it just got done rolling around in shitty death. Rage. The owner needs to get their shit together. Neediness is the ultimate turn off, be it person or beast. I'm honestly surprised he wasn't riding a bull moose.
Bitch. My best this year is 81, though I've only played two times. You play less when you have a child, at least the early years. Utterly off topic: Why does your country like Mountain Dew so much? It don't get it. Like Fresca. Somewhat unpalatable.
Ahhh...there's nothing like a few hours in the garage with some cold beers and a toy car to calm me down. I really didn't do much...replaced the hood struts, fucked around with the headlight wipers, and started detailing the interior. Notice I said "Started?" Yeah, I'm kind of OCD about dirt and my toy cars. And broken or missing parts...even one screw head turned the wrong way will drive me nuts until I correct it. You'd never think I was like this if you saw my last truck. If it wasn't one million degrees in the garage I'd still be out there, but I had to come in and shower.
So I need more coffee. And I'm on G+... And, later, English Premier League 2012/13 kicks off. FUCK YES. It's been a barren 3 months...
It's my birthday! To celebrate, topless ladies in tiaras: NSFW NSFW Because bitches love tiaras. Especially on their birthdays.
So drunk...where am I? Yes, I am listenin to ben folds wigh my shirt pulled over my head. . What of it? That's what I fuycking thought...Bitches. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so inflamitory. you guys are great...I'm drunk.