/pours spice rum into a pumpkin spice latte
i’ll pass.
i prefer the junkiest kind of things…
/pours rum into a bottle cola
/pours spice rum into a pumpkin spice latte
i’ll pass.
i prefer the junkiest kind of things…
/pours rum into a bottle cola
Bread is still standing.
Oh, very well…
The draenei police ladies (in very tight uniforms) detain Bread for further questioning…
i got some wine. me and succi can drink together. just as soon as i finish making my spicy hot dog sausages? not sure what to call them. not breakfast sized.
whiskey tastes like garbage. it draenei drink. margaritas or bust.
I’ll send you a case of Bundaberg rum, with the polar bear on the label
Bourbon with lemonade is suprisingly nice.
the temptation is real
Thanks for the wine, I’ll steamroll draenei in my wake of destruction to construction of roads, highways, freeways, driveways, runways and parking lots in the name of vengeance.
You know Bread enjoys that sort of attention.
hello officer hotness. please handcuff me. drops plastic can on the sidewalk looks like youll have to arrest me.
bo youll have to detain me. too much work. i resist arrest.
no i want officer succubus.
i vote a Yrel interrogation.
arrest me harder uwu
interrogate me please.
sure i got a new paddle today
tijme to bnreak it in/.