I thought Ricky Bobby's sons were named Walker and Texas Ranger.
"So you're saying there's a chance!"Clemsoning? There's still a chance
after watching moo score 41.......I don't think so........Dumbazzzzthere is an incredible huge monster ass whoopin awaiting you in Charlotte. Goooo Tigers!
after watching moo score 41.......I don't think so........Dumbazzzz
yeah let's just stop everything now and start the playoff. Yeah u r still a dumazz. I'll let the season play out.I just watched the playoff ranking....am I still a dumbazzz?
I remember my first beer,too. Now go back to mommy's basement.
Mine was a 16oz Old Milwaukee that one of the guys with whom I worked at the barn gave to me.
Icehouse when I was about 12 or so.Mine was a Budweiser when I was 5.
I've noticed what you've been doing with your sig photos, and I like itIcehouse when I was about 12 or so.
I like that... let's lateral it around 10 times just to rub some salt in before we proceed to score.Since their last game ended on a kickoff return TD, how perfect would it be for us to take one to the house to start the next?
I like that... let's lateral it around 10 times just to rub some salt in before we proceed to score.
Budweiser in a can with the old peel off tab that you can't even find anymore. I couldn't have been more than 10, but the 70's were a blur anyway. Friend and I stole a pair of them from the step dad's fridge, went out behind the shed behind the house and tried to pretend like we actually liked them. Lukewarm, horse piss beer was not a fond memory. Didn't puke it up, but I sure wish I had.Mine was a 16oz Old Milwaukee that one of the guys with whom I worked at the barn gave to me.