Youre telling me a de stoned this olive?

Never miss an opportunity to advocate in favour of Brett Lee.

British trans women are trained to put their empty magazines directly into the bra pouch when reloading

The soil is thirsty

How you'll catch me and the boys moving, right now and every day

I'm Early-1960s-WestCoast-40y/o-garbageman-traumatisedduringthewar-carryinghis shovellikeabayonet-marchingintoaseaoffoamtorescueasunkencarfromaSwimmingPool- maxxing rn

Ah fuck my melon,, its been fucking whirled

Can confirm they're absolutely fucking unbearable. Its like woke faggot Top Gear. I love them so much

I have no mouth and i must scream but I'm also a caterpillar cake.

I just want to lie on my back and have a little opera singer to stand on my chest whilst I scream "DANMARK" over and over. dms are open

Pleasant Chesty

United States, Civil War Soldiers Index, 1861-1865

You're whirling my..... melon man

Steel toes

MOAN, sb. A basket, used for carrying chaff or roots for food; and for unloading coals. (See Maun, Maund.)

CLOUT [klout] (1) sb. A blow with the palm of the hand.
'Mind what ye'r 'bout or I will gie ye a clout on the head.'
(2) A clod, or lump of earth, in a ploughed field.

Dont tell me that Chip the Wolf didnt have a serious breakfast problem, that he didnt kick until Pete the Golden Nugget man paid for his rehab

Ruined washing machine in a field in front of a refuse skip. It is labelled 'Mandy'. Never have I felt more seen or aptly represented by a metaphor or environmental storytelling.

She's me. I'm her

FAGS [fagz], FAGGS, interj. adv. A cant word of affirmation; in good faith; indeed; truly.
Shakespeare has: 'I' fecks' = in faith, in Winter's Tale, act i. sc. 2, where we see the word in process of abbreviation.

Accidental 90 minute non-verbal murder mystery/breakfast/workout themed clown routine

Looks like Asbestos, tastes like it too! But its a breakfast cereal!

Storming the Reichstag and unfurling an enormous, blood-soaked banner on the roof that reads:
"Liberal Democrats - Winning Here"

Who Vicar's the Vicar?

Another 6 tins of Dog Oil to the trans women front

Im imagining a 1:1 re-creation of Whitstable in the server, complete with harbour, oysters and castle-coot bird sanctuary

Okay so it turns out I actually have an honest to god fetish for gun oil

7 times in a row

Oh fuck did you see Ben Mendhelson? Its 5:30am and im covered in dog oil