“Did he fire six shots or only five?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: “Do I feel lucky?” Well, do ya, punk?
Dad was kidnapped by a drawing of a man singing take on me while he was in the milk section at Sam’s club.
Those milk cartoons look like squidward’s house, or the dreams I have with a face on my pc when it became sentient from a virus. Those dreams scary. Espically when my cctv grew legs, charged at me, and threw me on the couch so I can look at a blue crash screen.
I know what you’re thinking. “Did he fire eighteen shots or only fifteen?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: “Do I feel lucky?” Well, do ya, punk?