ARRRRRRR me scrubby dawgs, SHSSSS BE QUIET
Note to self, whench’s and extra rum equals drunkn’ mates. So we are still in port. Dam my head hurts. We set sail……. Who cares at this point?
Captian Bob, dude wake up, wait my head hurts. I am going back to my bunk. Later dude much, much latter. K?
“I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy”
Take it slow and keep your head up. That way you can see the bullshit coming.
And don’t waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren’t. So there!
Captian Bob, dude wake up, wait my head hurts. I am going back to my bunk. Later dude much, much latter. K?
“I am on the dirt frontage road to the internet thingy”
Take it slow and keep your head up. That way you can see the bullshit coming.
And don’t waste my time calling me a racist, cause I aren’t. So there!
