That’s because the deal has already been sealed. They typically wanna keep you off the market, not increase your “resale” value. Unless you’re into that kinda thing. Like, cucking or sharing kinda kinks, not human trafficking. Human trafficking isn’t sexy. Unless you’re into that kind of thing. Like, as a fantasy, not as a real thing. Real human trafficking isn’t sexy. Unless you’re into that kinda thing. Like, as in humans stuck in traffic or transforming into cars and being stuck in traffic, not as being sold as a commodity. Unless you’re into that kind of thing.
Things do get looser as you get older
I’ve been trying little things to help brighten their day, like artisanal wallets or little jokes that I write down on cards and put in my pockets
Here’s a neat trick, just draw a viola then make it slightly smaller
“My cabbages!”
Screenshot meme and send it
It degrades the quality which thus adds psychological incentive
Source: am shitposting ho
People on here are sick. We’re talking about something tragic. I lament the loss of something as beautiful and precious as this. To think that a mountain could be tainted by being favoured by a genocidal dictator… no mountain deserves to be treated that way.
This post reads like shit!
truck boner go boing
A Van Halen Trojan van, where a mini van held Van Halen. In our folly, we took in the mini van to spite the shitposter’s offering to Povanden, unbeknowst to us the dangers that would sneak in when we let our Vanguard down.
I had my icon changed several times by other users to mock me on a regular basis
Why do I remember this as good internet
Maybe but Jesus Crisp it’s hot outside
Wait until you find out “bottoms up” isn’t about a group of people taking an elevator to get mimosas
Can I just put them in my mouth but not eat them if I want to scare children by opening my mouth so that they make that noise so children will think that the noise is coming out of my mouth and then fly out at them for the coup de grace?
Paper money, sure. But nickels and dimes? No thanks, I don’t want to walk around with radioactive currency
Close encounters of the trash-treasure kind
The chastity is but a service for our christian eyes, for shame did not exist in the garden of eden. Indeed, Adam did walk with that thing in full swing, for then, the gentle sway of his wangdoodle was no more a sinful offence than birds singing, nor Eve’s hooters honking, amen
I am currently both. But I slack because I am the go-to guy for knowledge, not doing