Ascholten
Free Ranging
are you describing the internet or your modding skills?It works fine for 5 minutes and then it's craps out for 10 and then it works fine for one and then it's retarded for 30.
I'll go lay over by my dish now.
Aaron
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are you describing the internet or your modding skills?It works fine for 5 minutes and then it's craps out for 10 and then it works fine for one and then it's retarded for 30.
Have you made a ritual sacrifice to the net gods lately? They demand occasional tribute.I very rarely have internet issues. I haven't been home all day but apparently the internet issues have been an issue all day.
It works fine for 5 minutes and then it's craps out for 10 and then it works fine for one and then it's retarded for 30.
only after they hit 18 and you can't claim then on your taxes though...First children can be good sacrifices..... especially if they are teenagers. it's a win win for you in more ways than one!
Aaron
It’s actually refreshing knowing you were clueless about the subject. Ain’t nobody got time for devil’s lettuce!Good grief. That joke went right over my head.![]()
You wear crocs. Your opinion doesn’t count. LolEwww
You’re a plate turner, aren’t you?Brownies and ice cream are okay to be eaten in the same sitting, but the brownies should never ever touch the icecream
Yes. This.
It doesn’t.How does that make any sense?
This was better than anything I could have hoped for. Maybe even better than Ralphie’s dux rant.Long story short...
I went to a friend's kid's birthday party there years ago. You know how those suck so just to get through the 2 hours of our lives we would never get back all us dads played air hockey.
Of course I was kicking @$$ and not giving a d@mn about names. I beat everyone there to an embarrassing level.
Feeling cocky which I never do I started talking sh!t. Something else I never do.
Well you know how that's gonna end. In an entrance that would rival a WWE champion the rat appeared from the back and made his way to the table and threw down the gauntlet.
I decided then and there I was gonna mop the floor, his floor, in his house with his shaggy @$$. The puck hit the table and we both threw down our hands firmly grasping the paddle. That's when I noticed and the horror struck me. That d@mn rat's hands are about the size of Wallys big floppy. His one hand cover just shy of that whole side of the table.
He beat me like a rented mule. I couldn't get that puck past his big furry mitt. I was cheated, I was robbed and everyone saw it.
All the Chuckie Cheeses in this area quickly closed down and the rat left town. Some day somewhere our paths will cross and it'll be a fight like when a boy named Sue found his daddy.
Try a virgin. Good luck finding one though…Have you made a ritual sacrifice to the net gods lately? They demand occasional tribute.
I feel this in my soul every Monday morning.Y’all really shouldn’t talk so much until I get on.
Yes it does. When you have a brownie Sunday you are aiming to eat icecream, the brownie bites within it are just fun little chocolate peices. They are already cold. You don’t have the disgusting soggy warm brownie and the ice and hot fighting an unpleasant war in your mouth like you would with ice cream on top of your brownie.It doesn’t