He needed the erection to steady himself for the shot, not unlike a tripod. He lost it when one of the cops popped up over the roof like a sweaty gopher, and thus lost aiming stability.
Megamind rule 34 tentacle 60 fps
A saltine shuriken to the eye hurts almost as much as a regular shuriken to the eye. It’s probably all the large grains of salt.
The grass cannot consent to being touched.
Whoever shat in my pants while I wasn’t looking is spreading “Putin’s message” and is possibly on Russia’s payroll
“Wiener Holocaust” is my new goregrind band name.
Prostate and Revolution by
Did you beat Legend of the Prairie King without save scumming? Those are the last two Steam achievements on mine, and I think they’re staying incomplete.
Nunchucks. Make it interesting and equally likely that they roll a natural 20 on a self-crit.
They could also reenact the “Shit! I hate it when my Schwartz gets twisted!” scene from Spaceballs, but on the blockchain.
Even better than Congressional baseball
Oi, you got a loicense for that cringey mall ninja phase, mate?
“Listen, Jack” was supposed to be taken as two separate instructions
And yet the breast milk in the break room fridge is still being stolen on a weekly basis. Do better, Microsoft.
Big if true
Six to seven months after the movie stopped being culturally relevant, at that. Impressive.
/r/politics and never thinking of the smell; name a more iconic duo
If “Pokemon Go to the gulag” isn’t a site tagline already, it really should be.
Or an ethereal bisexual long-legged socialist to purr into his ear to remember to exhale before firing, and to use the edge of his finger to pull the trigger so that the barrel doesn’t jerk away from the target at the last second. And also to aim at the largest fucking center of mass, for fuck’s sake this isn’t an FPS even if you live your life feeling like Elvis from Perfect Dark.