Originally posted by Mike Brewer
You don't know shit about me, I never went to finishing school and I quit my "class" class. My mom was in jail, so I took your mom to the prom after party and sold her for an eight ball of crank, to which she promptly demanded half. Never claimed to be a wonder and I am glad you like looking at my picture, it gets me all moist in my nether regions that I haven't seen in a long time. I don't have any convictions all the charges were dropped, your mom didn't press charges. None, because you don't have any. Seize the day, we can all carpool to Lloyd's for a BBQ, I love BBQ. How bout you, tough guys?

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