Make a chili then, or a tomato salad, or a juice, or a ketchup one can never have enough ketchup.Aww... I'm now stuck with a ton of tomatoes...
I'm technically methodist. Look at my defunct roleplays. What problem?Sure is good to have no religion. Nothing offends you. Then again I was always curious how do christian folk deal with fapping to succubi and other demon related things.
But I get offended when people get offended by things.Sure is good to have no religion. Nothing offends you. Then again I was always curious how do christian folk deal with fapping to succubi and other demon related things.
That is not how getting offended works, sir. (Ma'am? I'm certain I don't care.) If you have an opinion you value and hold to be correct on any topic, you can be offended. I have know people offended by others lack of knowledge of popular culture and equally trivial nonsense. Maybe you are just not easily offended.Sure is good to have no religion. Nothing offends you. Then again I was always curious how do christian folk deal with fapping to succubi and other demon related things.
Agreed whole-heartedly! Just as long as its succubus's. They are hots.I have a religion and can still freely enjoy myself sexually whilst watching demonic figures get it on in very frisky ways.
Agreed whole-heartedly! Just as long as its succubus's. They are hots.
See, I like both genders. Something about a cock that's just quite nice.Agreed whole-heartedly! Just as long as its succubus's. They are hots.
Harvey's Onion Rings are better. Same with the Tir Na' Nog's, a little Irish Pub down the street from me.Ooo... that pizza looks delicious. And they're right, A&W onion rings are far and away, the best onion rings on the planet. Well, except for your grandma's, cause everything from grandma tastes better. Except for her knit sweaters...
(On reading what I just wrote, I'm going to sleep now. After getting some pizza. Got a real hankering right now...)
You kidding? Sexual jokes aside, slather a little A1 on that sweater... Mmm... GOOD EATS.everything from grandma tastes better. Except for her knit sweaters...
(On reading what I just wrote, I'm going to sleep now. After getting some pizza. Got a real hankering right now...)