Wish I did. Communicated once with boobs when I was in MI getting ready to drive in laws across country, and he suggested meeting up for a beer, but we couldn’t make it happen, sadly. I followed him from voat to poal.
Wish I did. Communicated once with boobs when I was in MI getting ready to drive in laws across country, and he suggested meeting up for a beer, but we couldn’t make it happen, sadly. I followed him from voat to poal.
Boobs' death is what got me thinking. When I die (hopefully on top of a pile of hot brass) no one will know to tell you niggers about it.
Boobs' death is what got me thinking.
When I die (hopefully on top of a pile of hot brass) no one will know to tell you niggers about it.
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