Sometimes, you have to go with your gut and say fuck no.
I think you all know what kind of game it is. H/T to Jimbo.
No thanks, and I love bacon.
I think we have Chopper's long lost son.
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1 comment:
I LET MY SON USE MY CREDIT CARD TO BY HOOKERS, HE DOESN'T HAVE TO STEAL IT. JUST LIKE HIS OLD MAN HE NEVER HAS TO ACTUALLY PAY THEM, HE "TAKES CARE OF THINGS" BEFORE PAYMENT COME UP.
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