I refudiate your misunderestimation of the bear in the woods who wasn't pronuciating his vocabules like a patriotic American bear should be in front of me.
Bwahahahaha part 2! (being of the house of the son of the bride of sometimes I'll take requests).
Now, please perform the dance of the 7 chicken wings (in which there are actually eight chicken wings stuffed in your pants, but everyone knows that eight is a mystically unlucky number, so we say 7.)
R. Eric VanNewkirk is sometimes a writer, occasionally a photographer, used to play guitar privately-but-seriously, an attorney by trade. Always freezes up when tasked to write something for a profile box. Progressive, opinionated, obnoxious. Drinks pricey tequila. Loves his cat. Strange sense of humor. Nerd, geek. Gregarious yet painfully shy. Reads a good bit. Doesn't watch much TV. Gets most of his news online. Has never been outside the solar system. An atheist, unless dabbling in Ninkasi worship counts for something. Doesn't know how to finish this box.
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I refudiate your misunderestimation of the bear in the woods who wasn't pronuciating his vocabules like a patriotic American bear should be in front of me.
Bwahahahaha part 2! (being of the house of the son of the bride of sometimes I'll take requests).
Now, please perform the dance of the 7 chicken wings (in which there are actually eight chicken wings stuffed in your pants, but everyone knows that eight is a mystically unlucky number, so we say 7.)
And post video.
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