Thank god for the sickle cell.

We should chug milk on his lawn to make him feel sad

Keep smiling Nana, the charade must keep going.

I'M HAVING A GREAT TIME A-HAHA-HAAAA!!?

"When I played in the sand box the cat kept covering me up. I tells ya, I get no respect."

Rodney Dangerpedo

Rhyme scheme checks out.

this would look good on a shirt but no one would buy it

The teeth aren't big enough

As Anthony ejaculated into the young mans mouth he was transported back to when he was a young boy on the ranch. The sun was setting and there was a breeze that whispered in his ear. It was then he saw the silhouette of his father in the barn walking in nothing but stilletoes as he rubbed himself on the horses. It was at that moment that Anthony realised that “all the faggots need to die”. Anthony shot himself at approx 5:35 PM that afternoon.

This sub has more original content than Netflix. And none of that foreign shit to boot.

Frameable art

Anthony was at a crossroads in 2008. He could have married Jill, started a family, refocused his energy onto his wife and children, stayed away from social media, retired from radio, and lived happily ever after.

Or he could have cheated on Jill with a teenage girl, broadcasted her embarrassing secrets, got himself fired and blackballed from radio, got arrested for biting and beating another girl, fucked a tranny, got his guns confiscated, and slowly descended into suicidal madness pretending to host a radio show in his basement.

Don't feel bad for Nana. This is the life he chose.