Meat on Friday stuffed with pumpkin emoji

You fuckkin’ slobs!

Here’s to my ghostly balls haunting your old lady’s chin!

Candy Corn


Game Hen

The T-Bone

Home Made Stew



Baby Back Ribs

Bon appetite los animales!

9 thoughts on “Meat on Friday stuffed with pumpkin emoji

  1. It’s a good day for a porterhouse smothered in candy corn.

    I’m an adult (chronologically) and I can order whatever I want.

  2. I know porterhouses. She is no porterhouse. She is almost renegade worthy. This is the straw that has officially turned the world upside down for me.

    1. “It’s easy to sum it up when you’re just talking about porterhouse. We’re sitting in here, and I’m supposed to be the franchise player, and we in here talking about porterhouse. I mean, listen, we’re talking about porterhouse, not some meat, not a chop, not a steak, we talking about porterhouse. Not the meat that I go out there and die for and play every game like it’s my last. Not the meat, but we’re talking about porterhouse, man. I mean, how silly is that? The people in Philadelphia deserve to have a winner. It’s simple as that”

      A porterhouse is a special creature, a special mammal. Think a woman who takes a motorized shopping cart into PetCo, and comes out with the right sleeve of her jean jacket soaking wet from trying to steal a snack. think of a broad who would chew through hannibal lechter’s mask and restraints if left in a trunkbed outside a golden corral.

      i expected a little more from a varsity letterman…go mets.

  3. I am humbled admin by the wondrous T-Bone you have provided. An excellent specimen I will enjoy it over and over again. Even better than the tomahawk ribeye I had at the Palm this week!!

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