We made belts and bracelets. And we sold all kinds of wallets and bags that we didn’t make.
We made belts and bracelets. And we sold all kinds of wallets and bags that we didn’t make.
I used to work at a leather shop. I can say alot of women find that pretty attractive. Too bad I’m asexual.
I know it’s like the people who get mad at me when they get hit with my chainsaw and it’s like “look wrong or right I’ve been out here swinging these chainsaws while wearing a blindfold for 24 years you need to get used to it”
Is that you Stephen? I don’t think it’s going to impact your sales. You could take a shit on the side walk and it would make it to the top 20, and get it’s own movie.
Should we supply weapons to foreign nations?
“Don’t”
Okay. Problem solved.
One day he will rule, I hope he lets us live.
Sure wink and oddly enough spark plug cleaner smells a lot like perfume wink
I got you bro.
I love that part of the internet.
Kinda like “guy code”
“Was said he was with you last night”
"Yep, all night. Cleaned the spark plugs in my car and drained the blinker fluid. Couldn’t have done it without him "
But instead it’s “parent code”
“Yeah fortnight is closed. They close it so everyone can get a good night’s sleep and be ready for the morning!”
I was going to tell a personal story about telling my son McDonald’s was closed when I was broke or in a hurry but it reminded me of another cute store.
My son broke his arm in a McDonald’s once. Hyper extended his elbow. Got a couple pins.
Anyway a year or so later they completely remodeled that McDonald’s.
We drove by the demolished building during the remodel and my son shouted “that’s what you get for breaking my arm! Who’s broken now!”
Adorable vengeance served adorably cold.
Precisely. He considered the doctor to be his father. He likely would have called himself Frankenstein as well.
I’ve never understood this. I have a condition with my feet that means i pretty much walk on bruises everday of my life. In medieval days they flogged people’s feet to torture them with a condition I deal with every day.
There are days I take off my shoes and sob.
I would never do that. I keep my shoes on in public.
The bottom of this person’s feet are not purple like mine are. What’s their excuse? Put your shoes back on.