only one thing can save us in these trying times...

I read the title (didn't notice who created) and opened the thread with no idea what this thread was about.
Saw the churros. Lolololololololold

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I think the word you're looking for is prostrate.

Wait... It IS prostate. You're right!

 

12" saves you he says.

 

Amazing. ****ing amazing.

 

Sacrilege.

 

Feeling good vibes here. dalamon making a major showing. spycam1 poking his head in.

 

Us against the world.

Why not us?

I’m feeling it. Letsgooooooooo.

 

I almost said... you know what looks like a churro vendor and rhymes with churro (kinda)... Caruso!

What does it mean? It clearly means something... in good time all things will be revealed through a cinnamon and sugar haze.

 

Luck brought to you by the original spanish churros, always accompanied by hot chocolate.

 

Mmm onion rings dunked in chocolate milk. My fav

 

I see that churro works in mysterious ways. Churro has already punished Joerger, merely hours after the creation of this thread, for pulling the starters at half-time.

 

This image used to include a certain non-believer who shall not be named, but it's now updated with the true chosen one:

 

I love that one.
Hell, I love all that is churro

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Love it.

KEK hasn't changed one bit in over a decade. He's 100% on his way to be the creepy, old guy that just can't help himself.

 

There was a time, during the first 10 games of our Lord Mitchell's career, where I doubted him. I had high expectations after his summer league performance, and after an abysmal first games in which he shot something like 6/68, I doubted.

I rebelled.

I was overcome with such fear and doubt and was blasphemous. My little faith blinded me and I saw he was slow, unathletic, and overwhelmed by the advisory as a rookie.

For give me, Donovan, for I have sinned.