His New Years resolution is to only nail Quality not quantity. Thus no communication.........or he caught himself with some horrible STD.
Could've been arrested... http://www.nydailynews.com/news/cri...uffed-filming-sex-acts-dogs-article-1.1458372
'Deliverance' is currently playing on IFC if anyone wants a better understanding of CiF's kind, my piggies.
First I thought CiF was trapped in the hole… then I realized, he looks more like the guy lowering the bucket. Wonder if he ever "tucks" in front of a mirror and dances around to Chickenfoot.
This is really good and congrats for your relationship. i also have one which is seems to you. one thing, if you have any bad habit than please give up this. you can also try e cigarette to quite.
After reading this post and realizing its as literate as the OP, it occurred to me that we may have fallen victim to the most elaborate spambot every made.
And for those wondering what "mood music" he plays in the background after he chloroforms teen girls at the school bus stop...
I can't kiss and tell with this one! It's my ex-girlfriend from High School. And it's getting serious. I think I'm in LOVE. What??????? LOL
I think he's talking about the highschool girl he used to date. Sent from my Transformer TF101 using Tapatalk 4
I'll help CiF out here and answer your questions. Yes she was run over and yes its a tire mark. But don't worry the tractor trailer driver was unhurt (with exception of his pride) in the rollover. To the point of her giant rolls of fat placed upon a very sturdy railroad tie for a post? Well, a ***** has to breathe too.
It's disappointing b/c she'd probably look pretty if she lost ten or fifteen pounds. from her face and neck.
Too much info. Also.. The Mom to the Dad "Honey, do you hear that?" Dad (listens): No. Mom: It's that noise again. (Noises from outside) Dad: Hm. Squirrels must be building a nest in the gutters again. Mom: They sound like they're going absolutely bonkers, Al. Dad (getting up from armchair): Don't worry, Edna. After last time I hooked up the outdoor light wiring to the eavestroughs. He flips a switch. Staccato, high pitched squealing outside. Mom (covering her nose): Oh! It smells like sweat and burnt tripe. Thud outside. /End CiF