When you drove three hours for a Cocksucking Cowboy, only to find out it’s just the name of a drink

1  2018-10-28 by SpudsCuckley

3 comments

It's okay, now he can spend that money on the macaw that's so sorely lacking from his withering shoulder.

"Wait - did I delete that Big Apple Ranch email before or after I sent out that screenshot?"

When you drive 7 hours to meet a 10 year old only to hear somebody say "why don't you have a seat over there?" as you enter the house.