I couldn’t tame her with my Frank TJ Mackey impression Joe. The Ninth Circle Satanic cult was too strong bro. We were both cult children so it never worked out when I couldn’t defeat red cloak in EWS.
The Ninth Ward
1 1⁄2 oz Bourbon, Bulleit
1⁄2 oz Elderflower liqueur, St. Germain
3⁄4 oz Lime juice
3⁄4 oz Falernum
2 ds Peychaud’s Bitters
Instructions
Shake and strain, garnish with orange slice
CONCLUSION
Hey Joe, give it a go. Or are you afraid of Russell Crowe? Have a go with Crowe bro. We’re bros right Joe. Hey Joe, whatta ya know?
Yes the seas will rise up and turn yellow. Plagues of flying rodents. Reserve your spot on the salvation statue.
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grande dame veronica loves me
she loves me not
she loves me
loves me not
the thought of harming a woman or our dear mother earth makes me sick to my stomach. billy boy is at trump’s derelict casino waiting 4 a nozh scrap
let it all out little alex
Her soul belongs to me and the ninth circle of hell. she belongs to baron monroth in moulin rouge yeshua
Her soul is mine. I’m the first man she ever had a crush on
She could never understand why Demi Lovato makes me cry. I learned my lesson in Cocomo Joe. That eutrophied lake Demi is posing in front of brings the General to tears. Sitting on the dock of trout lake watching the time roll away without fish is not an ideal scene. Makes me get ver klempt instead of just clamming up.
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Tabloid sez Crowe is bigger savior than Cruise. The true holder of the matrix of leadership. Fish knows this because we could never rip open optimus prime toy’s chest because he was too big to steal, unlike the Decepticon leader.
Charm this broad. I did call her a broad and I’m sorry. That’s the show right? Charmed? Witches of Eastwick? Forgot the name of this movie.
Practical magic. Kitten is begging u2 play with her. put up more UN propaganda with Maitreya avatar.
Cruise calling her the b word was all in the past thanks to my enlightened reign over mankind. I just blew a fart of holy air. a quaff of luxurious perfumed flatulence. Gaddafi demanded his amazons always smelled his farts and agreed they smelled like roses. We need an enlightened reign like his before Russell Crowe walks into the bar and starts another fist fight. I have a unobtanium plate in my turban Rusty. Come at me brah. I’ll head butt u to oblivion