I so badly just want to randomly show up at the BK batty works at some day and pay for a huge order with nothing but pennies

Update: some bitch tried to Jack my ground coins and I had to educate her. Now my drawer is right and some pleb picked my **** up for me.

I mean you're counting that **** on your own. I ain't ypur ****ing accountant.

That's some impressively terrible layover text.

What is?

For boomers by boomers.

Four boomers buy boomers. If each boomer buys three boomers, how many boomers are there total?

The cut off, low contrast caption that Mr. Burns occasionally nods his eye into.

*their

Smdh how do you even suck a cock without sucking the cock