I drank 1.5 litres of rootbeer now im just on the floor rolling around moaning. Id like to lie and tell you i'll learn a lesson from this but i did the same thing like a month ago with cream soda
"straight up jorkin my penits" I whisper as I fall. but a comrade steps over me and picks up my rifle. "STRAIGHT UP JORKING MY PENITS" he shouts as he charges
They dont seem to make the kind of underwear i like anymore. Gotta just shoot my shot on a new brand and hope they seat my yam comfortably in the middle with a good support pocket for the onions.
Making everyone who calls me friend sign a blood pact that swears on their life that in the event of my untimely death, the moment you find out you must immediately say: 'on a day like today, im thinkin arbys'. Doest matter who tells you or what the circumstances are. This is my only price
Sent hog to my boys in the Rat Talk/Facts discord and everyone replied 'nice'. We dont use it for Rat Talk much anymore since most of us got into lizards.
They wont let me back into mcdonalds bc i keep finding a way to get behind the counter and fill up a large soda cup with the hot fudge they use for sundaes
You interrupt me while im pumpin that stuff out youre liable to get bit, too
WHAT is UP guys, Gregor here, welcome back to the channel: HUGE vlog today about how I woke from troubled dreams, and found myself transformed in my bed into a horrible vermin, but first let me tell you about today’s sponsor, NordVPN,
describing a humid day as “it feels like we’re inside someone’s mouth” is my poetry and the coworkers who took offense need to learn how to support the arts
