"My Lions may not be the best, but they are my best, and this is still better than watching the U.S. Open," local fan Zach London posted in a Facebook rant.
“I don’t want to sound overly sentimental and all,” he said, tearing up slightly, “but your neck-down, totally intact torso types — well, those are the ones that you just know will stick around."
Is the person you’re embalming definitely dead?
"The doctor says I'm going to be just fine. I just feel so grateful that my boy's straight. Lots of people aren't so lucky."
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"Help. My beautiful resort is in danger. I tell China about the golf and the hurricanes. They don't know what to do about them either. Obama and Hillary never did, that's for sure. Just one hurricane after another. Right over my golf course."
“It just goes to show you. Someone you pass on the street could be your lawyer’s podiatrist’s veterinarian’s mechanic."
Forget the lyrics about death and gloom, and grab a dick, feel the music flow through you, and get to sucking, honey. The anger in this song is inspiration for some optimal hardcore dick sucking.