Shut up idiot. I’ll get em to you. I tend to forget sh*t when it’s not for me. I’m a little on the selfish side.
Best be glad my pimp hands out of order.
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Shut up idiot. I’ll get em to you. I tend to forget sh*t when it’s not for me. I’m a little on the selfish side.
I think it’s been established you have an uppity Texas sideI can safely say I don’t own sweatpants, peoples britches or pajama pants.

I think it’s been established you have an uppity Texas side![]()
You’d haul back the bloody end of a stump.Best be glad my pimp hands out of order.
What’s with all the mullet and rat tail Jerry springer talk?

According to my dad “I’m not sure what’s wrong with you! I didn’t raise no wildman” I used to always say well I’m yours so it’s your fault. LolI think it’s been established you have an uppity Texas side![]()
You’d haul back the bloody end of a stump.
I can't help noticing all the new haircuts as they come through the lunch line and stick their heads over the counter to see what's to eat.I can’t say too much... I had a mullet back in the day, but we didn’t call it that... it was just called a ‘hair cut’ ...
the term ‘mullet’ only came about after they weren’t cool anymore...
The real question is why are you looking at all those high school boys, Mrs. Robinson?

It's been like that for years here! Grown folks in pajama pants everywhere.I’m ok with all of that but the pajama pants ... when did grown folks start doing that?
Ya well I don't have no kiddos that have cared one iota about decorating a tree for a few years now. Maybe when the grands start getting into it.That’s the problem! Half the tradition is decorating the tree with all the fancy ornaments. My son picked up a crab shell snowman ornament for the tree at the trapping convention.
You just need better ornaments. I have shotgun shells, fly fishing Santa, a couple of duck hunters, a few ducks, some delta waterfowl, and a few others I can’t think of.I can't help noticing all the new haircuts as they come through the lunch line and stick their heads over the counter to see what's to eat.
It's been like that for years here! Grown folks in pajama pants everywhere.
Ya well I don't have no kiddos that have cared one iota about decorating a tree for a few years now. Maybe when the grands start getting into it.