unfortunately, on this platonic male outing at outback steakhouse, my partner has ordered a “blooming onion”, transforming this once casual affair into a romantic tryst
im shortening this post
papa smoke
Every night. The energy hog would suck my dick
pre covid you could make a room of freshmen laugh with a video of griffin mcelroy sayin todd howard repeatedly. now you gotta kill someone. You have to kill someone.
so insanely funny that like a third of hollywoods revenue depends on overdramatic interpretations of character designs created by a guy in 1939 who was trying to woo the allowance away from 9 year olds
brother made this in botw after we were roasting him for putting milk sugar and peppers together. what the fuck
me: dude you can see that guys ENTIRE asscrack oh my god
Hans, the 1600s german man who i share no common interests with but for some reason we vibe: Hah hah! Look, yous can see his unders wears!
Where I come from, we don’t worry about these fruity-tuity California style buds. Okay? I’m from Scranton. What i’m smoking is dirt. So lets get that straight jack. Pure brick. Ass. Okay? America- Americans are wanting to smoke that dirt, okay? You go up to someone and say, hey, I’m gonna give you a big bag of this heady bud, but I’m taking your stash of mids, they’re gonna say C’mon man! get out of here! *audience cheers* that’s right. that’s right. Get the hell out of here! We like stems! We like seeds! Where I come from.
"careful, he bites!"
*pans down to immobile peanut on a leash*
Happy you both rejected and developed the joke on your own.
*sees Gallagher smash a watermelon* I know that was an unfortunate accident but whew it would be funny if you did that on purpose.