-It was a 38, the poor man's machete
-Held it in my hand thinkin damn man its heavier than expected
-wedged it behind my belt buckle, knowin that its evil, even thought i could smell trouble
-the extra strength felt weak, but over there on the corner, saw what i need and proceeded to cross the street
-put the heat in a mailbox, to lose it
-figured the post office knows whats best to do with it.
i'm munching on some teriyaki turkey jerky, and it's damn good. turky jerk is alot more tender than itself beef counterpart. remember kids, when you're off to college, stock up on beef jerky. it's a good food that won't go bad in your dorm.
"Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour and it seems like a minute, that's relativity."
"By and large, jazz has always been like the kind of a man you wouldn't want your daughter to associate with."
ahhh my bro used to work at competitions at the mountain setting up and judging...every weekend he would bring home like 100 packs of peeps, like 100 mini packs of jerky and usually a bunch of doctor pepper or rockstar. it was dank shit, it was the oh boy! oberto jerky too, good shit.
anyone else like steak tips? its like jerky kinda but its little cubes of it rather than strips, soooooo fucking ridiculously dank.
listen to Andre.....-Nick(atina)
i was hobosexual/EvoVT
you don't even need a condom if he pulls out-static