Same in the 00s. Everyone knew and no one gave a shit.
Side note: I love how “fuckin business” works a couple of ways.
Same in the 00s. Everyone knew and no one gave a shit.
Side note: I love how “fuckin business” works a couple of ways.
I know a family who was directly behind one and one of the thinner logs flew off the truck and through their window directly between the two adults in the front seat.
A friend of mine was riding behind a semi when the bracket holding the mudflap detached. Ended up with a 2 inch hole in his hood. The cop that came out wouldn’t write up a report for insurance because he didn’t believe the story, even in the middle of the damn interstate with a fresh hood hole. So my friend drove around for years with a hole in his hood. I think that’s the day he started hating cops.
There’s a joint in a little New Mexico Town that has amazing frybread. I wish I could remember where. It was somewhere I stopped on a whim on the way through.
And rather than even attempting to discover what was at the root of this tragedy, angsty kids wearing black were harassed. Reexamine gun laws and build a more robust mental health network? Hell no! Make sure them outcasts feel it every fucking second.
You keep saying that but I told you I don’t have a wife. It’s just me and you, buddy.
He should know. He already read a different book about a guy who was hung like this:
And once you’ve finished:
I rarely remove the label from the fish I catch.
I’m texasdrunk and I support this message.