Speaker to Animals wrote:So Monty can park his van on your lawn?
So sorry fam; since you ask, what is for lunch in that sort of scenario is 00 Buck from that new 870 I just linked to.
The van will probably turn up at the salvage auction next week. I have represented some body guys who can work magic with bondo, though. Cosmetic magic.
Speaker to Animals wrote:So Monty can park his van on your lawn?
So sorry fam; since you ask, what is for lunch in that sort of scenario is 00 Buck from that new 870 I just linked to.
The van will probably turn up at the salvage auction next week. I have represented some body guys who can work magic with bondo, though. Cosmetic magic.
How come you have the new 870 and I still have the Walmart Special 870?? There can be no shotgun inequality.
How could an employer even track hours for a lot of professionals who rarely work in their offices? They don't work set time periods, and that's a perk of the job.
MilSpecs wrote:How could an employer even track hours for a lot of professionals who rarely work in their offices? They don't work set time periods, and that's a perk of the job.
Can I get emancipated from doing school work outside of classroom hours?
GrumpyCatFace wrote:Dumb slut partied too hard and woke up in a weird house. Ran out the door, weeping for her failed life choices, concerned townsfolk notes her appearance and alerted the fuzz.
Okeefenokee wrote:Can I get emancipated from doing school work outside of classroom hours?
The SJWs got that deal in California to protest Trump. You still have homework??
Sometimes.
GrumpyCatFace wrote:Dumb slut partied too hard and woke up in a weird house. Ran out the door, weeping for her failed life choices, concerned townsfolk notes her appearance and alerted the fuzz.
The SJWs got that deal in California to protest Trump. You still have homework??
Sometimes.
There ought to be a law.
There's two of them, conservation of energy, and entropy. Got a bunch I gotta get done tomorrow.
GrumpyCatFace wrote:Dumb slut partied too hard and woke up in a weird house. Ran out the door, weeping for her failed life choices, concerned townsfolk notes her appearance and alerted the fuzz.
