When the road is smooth, the sun is shinning, everyone is a winner. But, however enjoyable these moments are, they are not the moments that define who we are, that moment comes when the pavement pitches up, and the wind lashes rain into your face. These are the times when a true champion comes to the fore. When only one can be a winner.
If you tell Andrew he has a lot of junk
in his trunk, he will get all sassy on
you and say 'No, I do not have a big
be-hind.' Seriously, though, what was
all that ass spillage off the barstool
if not trunk junk? Methinks you are in
serious big butt denial.
god's garage has some old bikes in the
basement. andrew might want to come
over and fix them up since there's a
good chance of chopping off another
finger or two.
your mutton chops ALL NIGHT.
in his trunk, he will get all sassy on
you and say 'No, I do not have a big
be-hind.' Seriously, though, what was
all that ass spillage off the barstool
if not trunk junk? Methinks you are in
serious big butt denial.
hamburger... I don't like you anymore.
basement. andrew might want to come
over and fix them up since there's a
good chance of chopping off another
finger or two.