Unfortunate your daddy blew out your cornhole. You were halfway there.
Unfortunate your daddy blew out your cornhole. You were halfway there.
Triggered!
Triggered!
I was 8 years old. He took me to a "chili cook off". I'll never forgive him :)
I was 8 years old. He took me to a "chili cook off". I'll never forgive him :)
My daddy packed me peanut butter and onion sandwiches for school lunch and I am not fucking joking one bit.
He called them Hemingway's, apparently the author was quite fond of them.
And to be honest, they actually tasted pretty good.
But that's beside the point. You don't pack your kidna lunch that they will get made fun of for, especially considering I went to a public school with ~90% nigglettes.
My daddy packed me peanut butter and onion sandwiches for school lunch and I am not fucking joking one bit.
He called them Hemingway's, apparently the author was quite fond of them.
And to be honest, they actually tasted pretty good.
But that's beside the point. You don't pack your kidna lunch that they will get made fun of for, especially considering I went to a public school with ~90% nigglettes.
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