^^^^Hi Face!
Jeff, my advice is to embrace that warm hillock of sloppy goo, swirl the mashed potatoes and popcorn chicken around in your mouth, put the Friday Nights Soundtrack by Explosions in the Sky on your stereo, lay back and tie off a vein, get up to go drop a corn-laden deuce in the bathroom, and contemplate your beloved Spurs getting beat by the Pistons in the Finals.
An Explosions in the Sky reference... That has to be a first at SpursTalk.![]()
The Spurs are just failing to repeat in even-numbered years like they're supposed to do, and SpursDynasty is bummed out about it like he's supposed to be. No surprises there.
Still don't care about the Spurs. Last I checked the Mavs were positioning themselves for another playoff disappointment.
And when they do, I'll be on my way to the KFC to get a bowl. Just like you do Jeff every day of your life in order to cope. Should I get the mashed potatoes or red beans and rice bowl?
Why do you hate this SpursDynasty guy so much? Did he your mother?
America, eatin' my lunch from a single bowl in my parents basement, where I'm livin'. Happy Birthday, I'm forty-three.
Don't want to waste those precious calories...chewin'. Jesus come move my jaw for me, help me get my sloppy food down my throat.
Did you lose your virginity SpursDynasty and fail to inform us?
ChumpDumper you're ugly and no girls want to date you.
So he did your mom?
Hi Jeff
America, eatin' my lunch from a single bowl in my parents basement, where I'm livin'. Happy Birthday, I'm forty-three.
Don't want to waste those precious calories...chewin'. Jesus come move my jaw for me, help me get my sloppy food down my throat.
I hear your mother is a dirty dirty Findog. Did you know you were a mistake?
Hi Jeff
America, eatin' my lunch from a single bowl in my parents basement, where I'm livin'. Happy Birthday, I'm forty-three.
Don't want to waste those precious calories...chewin'. Jesus come move my jaw for me, help me get my sloppy food down my throat.
If ever a WTH??? post was ever needed![]()
How does it feel to be ugly and a virgin?
America, eatin' my lunch from a single bowl in my parents basement, where I'm livin'. Happy Birthday, I'm forty-three.
Don't want to waste those precious calories...chewin'. Jesus come move my jaw for me, help me get my sloppy food down my throat.
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