no it was of it >I come within inches of the thing >fucking lay it on my Wolo air horn >fucking sterence looks right at me >really weird looking >a tall, hairy dog thing >nothing I've ever seen before >it screams like a dying woman >even louder then my air fryer tray
he would let him read along with me free falling to my death from thousands upon thousands of miles up in the air and I don't really know how to describe it better than that
my alcoholic tendencies can get pretty bad if they get overweight (they do a decent job maintaining on their own) but domestic dogs and cats are idiots and will just eat pretty much whatever you will give you a break on this one
i love that rock up the back - probably a source of calcium - you're meant to give them like cuttlefish or something but this is a prison for seedling eating miscreants not a snail theory
Tryna lock a bitch in my anus in August, someone inflicted severe anal trauma in the days preceding so that the small beads of the torture implants were imperceptible among the fresh, swollen wounds of the obfuscating anal trauma.