My inability to file my teeth down to nothing for your comfort
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My inability to file my teeth down to nothing for your comfort has begun to present a problem.
Seven pounds of ground beef.[edit | edit source]
- Seven
- pounds
- of
- ground
- beef
- seven
- f******
- pounds
- of
- ground
- beef
Where have all the cowboys gone?[edit | edit source]
Where is my John Wayne?[edit | edit source]
Where is my John Wayne?[1]
Where is my prairie sun?[edit | edit source]
Where is my prairie sun?[2]
Where is my lonely ranger?[edit | edit source]
Where is my lonely ranger?[3]
Where have all the cowboys gone?[edit | edit source]
Had you been reading the references, you would know, you dumb slut.
References[edit | edit source]
- ↑ He's in the hot tub with seven pounds of ground beef.
- ↑ It's in the hot tub with seven pounds of overcooked ground beef.
- ↑ He's in the hot tub wearing his mask. Motherfucker shouldn't wear his mask in the hot tub. That is clearly against homeowners association regulation number 8 paragraph a. Furthermore, motherfucker is a wasp.