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We serve arse.
Okay, this is absolutely...
When you finish your shift at work and think of fun
God dammit Mark, Imma poop in ur shoe
Scenes from the Chiro's Office....
A math and life lesson from Siri.
Growing up in tornado alley, my mom had two rules when the weather got wild: Roos (as in “under-roos”) and shoes. We always had to have on clean underwear and good shoes so if the house came down, the rescue team would know she was a good mom because we had clean underwear and shoes on.
Not sure I'd still have clean underwear if a house came down on me....
This sounds like great reassurance to keep on going commando...
Saves lives, takes wives.
"Semper ubi sub ubi." - Julius Caesar
So the mechanic was puched? Or hit his head upon her reaching? Either way, one would assume you'd know your lover head to toe