dude that one song when you encounter the zealot squad in halo reach’s earlier missions was orgasmically good. that guitar riff is so hot
blank CD that has “SEX PLAYLIST” scrawled on it in messie sharpie and the only song is this
imagine some brilliant scientist man using a jet pack, flying right up into something headfirst so hard it accordions his flesh and other organs but his skeleton remains and falls to the ground shrugging and saying “it’s a living!”
baubled and trinketpilled
tchotchkied and doodadpilled
antiquitied and thingamajigpilled
Don’t let anyone tell you there isn’t time for another smoke break. They’re lying. get out there and sit on an upside down milk crate. NOW!
dont know milk crate. brug sit on log instead
Shut the fuck up Brug this post is for line cooks ONLY
let brug cook








