Ee e e um um a weh Ee e e um um a weh In the bedroom room, the master bedroom John Bobbit sleeps tonight. In the kitchen, the quiet kitchen Lorena gets the knife. A-wiener-whack A-wiener-whack A-wiener-whack A-wiener-whack

Sorry, 3rd grade me could not help himself.

That’s a Katydid!

Throw her into Gen Pop and forget about her.

Now now now, let us not jump to any logical conclusions. It could turn out that while in handcuffs in the back of the police car he managed to put his own knee on his throat and choked himself to death.

That is such a beautiful photo, mad fucking props.

I would upvote this twice if I could.

He’s not your guy, friend.