What a wimp. Seventh grade. So, I've beaten him by every metric. I've won. This is it. I'm at the apex. *polite_cheer*
Kudzus!
... Can we smoke that?
You can try. Let me know how it is.
PO Box 460Vader, WA 98593Azz will buy. Bill him.
Azz will buy. Bill him.
Nietzsche said that whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Of course, he went mad from syphilis, had a complete mental breakdown at 45 and spent the next decade of his life going even crazier in a mental institution until his death.
Mebbe after I finally wear down the mere six (6) points the spooks left behind from relentless, frenetic, re-use, re-sharpening, and relapsing on the thirteen (13) kilos of coke the spooks left planted in the root cellar.
I want two ponytails.
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How about I front you one, and we can go from there.
Now you did it.