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Picture a dude with an IQ of 64 running into your yard in his underwear, with a kotex taped to his forehead and a ZipLoc baggie full of dogshit...he eats the dogshit, then runs out of your yard giggling maniacally, loving that you stood there and looked at him like a mentally deficient dumbass eating dogshit in your yard...and all the while thinking that he somehow got something over on you.



So KK came over, did he, Todd?
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