


(tfw your GF's dad found the nudes you sent his daughter, and jacked off to them

RegalSin wrote:You can't even drive across the country Naked anymore
You are the slave Master. I stand with Jesse Lee Peterson, the Republicans, and God. LIBTTARDS TRY TO OWN.Mortificator wrote:Cowardly racists.
Picard season 2 looks even shittier than expectedMortificator wrote:https://i.imgur.com/dzToU13.png
An ugly looking woman, perhaps a LEZbean, it is not me. It is libel.BIL wrote:Picard season 2 looks even shittier than expectedMortificator wrote:https://i.imgur.com/dzToU13.png
Yes, that dirty bitch. Nasty whore making cash on the side with onlyfans, thinking she is a goddess. Nasty as hell. I feel sorry for myself right now and for a month now. This godfather with 700+ acres RENNiGGeED on me. Emasculated me in front of my own mother. He dares call himself a conservative, but he ended up being a RENIGGERS, had me come out, look at land to give me as my GODFATHER,, and renigged. HATE MANY PEOPLE, HATE RENIGGERS MORE.BIL wrote:Haha, I know. It's that one tiktok broad who needs to give her minge a right good scrub in the tub!
I agree, I'm in the same boat. Horrding and dementia, total bitch, but blessed you are man and can take over. SHOW STRENGTH, NOT ANGER AND GUIDE HER. OR LEAVE HER TO SUFFER AND DIE, IF BITCH UNWILLING.neorichieb1971 wrote:My mother got a tax refund letter from the HMRC (UK treasury tax office) saying she over paid £181 in taxes. My mother always asks me to do technical BS especially where computers are involved.
Found out her internet wasn't working so spent an hour sorting that out (she says "oh, my netflix stopped working I wondered why"). Since internet providers don't send you a paper bill anymore, and you're likely to call them when your fookin internet is down, how the fook do you get your account number? The first thing it says on the automated phone messaging is "please type in your phone your Vodafone account number". The phone signal works ok for phone calls, but data was another thing altogether so I couldn't even get it from the phone. If I had asked for the account number my mother would likely hand the tag with the wifi password on itAfter speaking with a lady from India for 20 minutes doing security checks, she got the stupid thing working like magic.
Got that sorted, now onto the tax refund form.
Had to go through 20 rounds of security questions. Eventually after ages sorting that it got to the refund form "You need a valid UK passport and a credit reference check". My mother is an Italian citizen. So I checked the phone number and it said "open from 8am until 4pm". By which time it was 5.10pm.
So why not just freaking send a cheque in the first place. Since you know my mothers address and credentials.
And I have a mother that doesn't know diddly squat about her own passwords or secret words and is hard of hearing. My very first question was "are you still with vodafone" and she gives me her phone. I said why you giving that to me for? She said "well you asked for my phone". I said "FFS", I asked if you were with VODAFONE!
Almost 2 hours of my life lost. Had no fooking chance of sorting that shit out from the get go.
I have for now stopped throwing Fiat at crypto and am busy renovating Airstream, grinding frame, painting with marine anti rust rainbow paint, dirty as fuck.BIL wrote:By the by, RE: "showering" thrice daily, that doesn't mean half an hour and ungodly electric/water costs rubbing your fuckin sweaty nutsack/minge!I'm talking five minutes absolute tops, including drying. Get wet from head to toe. Get soapy, wash out all the cracks! Then wash it all off and GTFO. I remember talking to this Canadian bloke who couldn't get his head around this concept, "you must spend all day in the bathroom!" Funny old world, isn't it. It's true, OOP NAWFF where it's so cold it burns, you can paint the side of your house and mow the lawn then go out for the evening with nary more than a splash in the sink.
TLDR: if your keys are sticking to your cheek like our no doubt fragrant ladyfriend pictured up top (), you a dirty-ass muhfucka (`ω´メ)