|Bookers Bourbon |
and a good cigar
Let the enemy come till he’s almost close enough to touch. Then let him have it and jump out and finish him up with your hatchet.
I'm glad that my father didn't have to witness this incredibly pussified behavior from these sorry excuses for men.
Awfully binary of you guys. You need to work on your acceptance of the beautiful kaleidoscope of gender fluidity.
OK. You don't.
Only if it involves pushing these embarrassing pansies into an active volcano.
With apologies to the volcano.
| Get my pies|
outta the oven!
I guess this is the guy version of "duck lips"?
To split hairs, it's duck face --
Noxious affectations abound.
"Not only are (progs) not smarter than you, there's something wrong with them." -- Tammy Bruce
End of Earth: 2 Miles
Upper Peninsula: 4 Miles
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