See, I told you global warming was a hoax
Putting "graphic" back into National Geographic.
It's a classic Christmas story.
Eat my shorts, nightmares.
Man, when I said you should bend over backwards I didn't mean LITERALLY.
But in actuality? Nope. Not a bit.
Stiff as a board.
No glove no love.
He's blowin' up.
Business up top, party down south.
Looks like someone paid for express shipping.
You don't even wanna know what he had to do to get that title (wear socks).
Because sometimes you just need that quick major-life-event fix.
Pop a wheelie or die tryin'.
The mail may be delivered through sleet or snow, but that doesn't mean it's going to be pleasant.
You do you, twerky. You. do. you.
Naughty, and not particularly nice.
Hulk SMASH...but Hulk no pay insurance.
Tsk, tsk. Potheads.
I could just get lost in your eyes. And never make human contact again. And slowly starve to death.
Don't hate the player, hate the game. But you can definitely hate that a lot.