Believe me I know the truth.
Not my bag baby.
Believe me I know the truth.
Tru dat![]()
Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure
Only with guys with a small pinga like mine. I tried going bigger by putting my pinky in there and she got mad.
Drink the Padron, and maybe you can handle the truth.
Quite the dilemma. The nosy part of me wants to know but the part that doesn't give a about mrsmaalox doesn't care.
It's true. there has never been a better way to PISS me off. Ultimate deal breaker.
Ummm ... I can do whatever I want at home, and not have to get up at the crack of dawn unless I want to. I can have any day off I please, and I don't have to work with a worthless Mexican like peewee. Why would I give that up?
Speaking of worthless Mexicans, where is batman1209381092381? Is he still recovering for the extra asshole?
I'm skeptical.
I do the exact same thing and get full benefits including a nice 401k.
It's not really a dilemma. Rev has all these wild fantasies about me and what he thinks I like to do. It's kinda sick.
Yeah, but you still have to work with peewee and a boss whose poon smells like ramen. No, thanks.
Which is worse?
Our ramen smelling boss loves me and peewee is alright as long as you don't have a vagina. If I was a chick I don't think I could handle his crazy, sexual preditorish looks.
But, as a guy, you like it/them?
Interesting.
Well, since I am a woman, I guess that means I would not like working with peewee. Or his hagis-eating boss. I bet that woman is downright scary.
Who the are you?
Memory problems are a sign of old age.
Are you talking to me?
And snorting the patients anethesia![]()
Shoog has been doing that since the Civil War, and he wasn't old back then.
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