I never skip leg day. My leg extension PR is 365 lbs. I want my quads to be so strong that fascists’ balls vaporize when I kick them.
Which major city? I bake bread.
Don't care! Send them anyway!
Never been more proud of my birth month. It did it! February really pulled it off!
Trump is the fattest “general.”
Let’s get to the second act of the stupid circus.
SpaceX can fuck right off with that plan.