If inbred hicks can handle shotguns, I am sure our boy can handle a six shooter
Poor upbringing, lack of support systems, lack of wranglers, hounded by sociopathic Reddit a logs and other people who want him dead, retards like Cobra are easily groomed to accept fetishes, pedo and zoophilia, being an incel don't help.
Her osteoporosis shoulders would implode from merely trying to pick up the shotgun, let alone fire it
She needs to do this but with Wendy's cups.
I don't tap the glass but I have been sorely tempted to send him gifts. There's a part of him that seems to really appreciate stuff like the stuffed cobras. Green and black stuff and bells make him so happy. He's basically a prop comedian.
He ate cat food on camera to not give the doordash trolls the satisfaction of sending him something useless.
This one came to mind... Boy disappointed his of age non-related fangirls with these.
If Clint cant tard wrangle him, nobody can. Cobes having to deal with Jessica are some of the best "getting the taste of your own medicine" moments because they are both stubborn as fuck and utterly regarded. Nobody wants to deal with people like that.
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This one came to mind... Boy disappointed his of age non-related fangirls with these.
Fucking cheeseburger walrus
All I said was "This nigga is clearly touched but he's not fucking retarded. He learns how people troll him and he effectively shuts it down. He's not Chance Wilkins, he's not gunna let people do the same shit to him over and over and never figure it out because he's a fucking window licker."
"My dad's weeping face is at the bottom of every bottle" sounds dark and gothic as fuck.
What I really want to know is if Clint is a big bed, and does Josh belong in a group hug?
Clint will just drop it off to his BOY's trailer along with some booze. "Merry Christmas, bud. Keep on rockin!" he'll say in his santa hat as he skips and prances back to his car. "Happy easternoth doodt" Cobes will mumble back at him as Clint drives off to the Saunders family Christmas party (that Cobes was NOT invited to).
Can't have no fun with an unloaded gun, like my daddy always said, hoorah.
I see you edited out all those gook kids he was murdering. Sicko.
