My Grandpa was in the mafia. Never met 'em, died before I was born from AIDS, guess he was a manwhore, and was also in and out of jail, so the bootyhole ramming coulda done it too. Real notorious doe from what my Mom told me, showed me a bunch of old newspaper articles of bank robberies he did and shit. Guess her and my Uncles always got shit for it in school, 'cause everyone knew who their Dad was. The perks of an Italian family, eh?
ive always wanted to go on a legit picnic like in a park under a tree with a blanket and all that jazz never been on one and i think theyre cute as hell
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like in a park under a tree with a blanket and all that jazz
never been on one and i think theyre cute as hell
So go do it then. It's eating under a tree or at the beach. Going outside with food is not hard to accomplish.
Let the hate flow.
Brand new - okay I believe you but my tommy gun don't ( to sing), sic transit gloria glory fades (general)
*hands in man card*