You just got back from Walmat and bought yourself a 12 GAUGEHunting deer is not in your futureFor you are ready to turn the PAGEYou stick the barrel down your throatand pray to the God's ABOVEWhen all of a sudden lightning strikesAnd you remembered what it was like to LOVE"The Love for the Iron is forever"...
well.. I'm a get bigger.. and I really cant say I love the iron all that much.. and I think god is a prick.. so.. does that mean I have to off myself?if so... will a 9mm work.. or do I really have to run to wall mart?and.. why do I need to shove the barrel down my throat? that sounds awfully uncomfortable.on second thought.. what if I were to simply overdose on something... at least then I would look presentable at my funeral.. ya know what I mean? let me know...
I have to say.. you've completely lost me.
hilarious... the *iron* will obliterate your joints. if anything.. your body will consistently remind you you're an asshole.
well thats really cute.. I almost KILLED myself.. I'm sitting here with a gun in my hand because you had a creative tingle in unmentionable places.jesus.. fucking... christ.
i wouldn't go that far.. you may be glad.. but dont speak for all of getbig.
bro.. here is a comforting thought.. I am slowly smoking myself to death in fact I'm off to have one now...
I've never heard of plazmosis? what is it?