i LOVED IT. What a kind, thoughtful man he must be...raising such feisty children, who throw flaming iron skillets onto the four feet of snow lest they are found out?
That gentle soul that had to meet the wild adventurers at the door, coming to date his precious daughter...and deliver a man to boy message of smiles within a veiled threat of dire destruction. Goodbye, Mr. Pence. And the horse you rode in die, too.
Look at the sheer glee on your father's face as he was firing the Thompson SMG...ahh, gentle man. Spoke softly, carried a big stick.
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i LOVED IT. What a kind, thoughtful man he must be...raising such feisty children, who throw flaming iron skillets onto the four feet of snow lest they are found out?
That gentle soul that had to meet the wild adventurers at the door, coming to date his precious daughter...and deliver a man to boy message of smiles within a veiled threat of dire destruction. Goodbye, Mr. Pence. And the horse you rode in die, too.
Look at the sheer glee on your father's face as he was firing the Thompson SMG...ahh, gentle man. Spoke softly, carried a big stick.
Still chuckling, daughter.
Dad
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