Re: All I Got Left is My THREAD BOMBS!
A Vulcan leaning on a classic sixties car. Somwhere a nerd who's also into classic rides just spooged himself.
You telling us you need clean pants?
Miss Haynes, if you're ever under a falling building and somebody runs up and offers to pick you up and carry you to safety, don't think, don't pause, don't hesitate for a moment, just spit in his eye.