The term 86 is generally used in restaurants and means "Take it off the menu/stop serving it."
Trump is the 47th president of the US.
The term 86 is generally used in restaurants and means "Take it off the menu/stop serving it."
Trump is the 47th president of the US.
From what I've gathered;
The man in the 2nd picture is Rodney Hinton Jr. He intentionally targeted and ran his car over a Cincinnati police deputy. Said deputy shot and killed the man's 16 year old son the day prior. The son, Ryan Hinton, was allegedly breaking into a car, and when the deputy arrived, Ryan attempted to put his hands up and run away. The deputy didnt scream or chase or try to taze Ryan. The deputy instantly fired on, shot, and killed Ryan Hinton.
He ate it about a year later. It was after I moved out of the house. My mom called me freaking out. He apparently started violently throwing up, his face got very swollen, and had to miss a day or so of work. Mission accomplished.
I got away dumping a bunch of hot sauce into his salsa I knew he'd eat. 😎
I showed him!
My mom swears she's okay and Stockholm Syndrome's everything
...ehhh that's a bit of a stretch
Might also star Sofia Lee
Username checks out.
I was around 21-22 years old. My step-dad got a boat and we had a big family picnic at the bay. We went tubing and started with the youngest sibling up to the oldest, me. Each of us got a progressively more intense ride. I knew I was up for a crazy ride, so I sat cross-legged IN the tube. That was a huge mistake and very dangerous, always lay on top of the tube in case what I'm about to tell you ever happens to you.
It was fine for a few minutes, despite the intensity. Suddenly, the way the boat turned combined with the wake and position I was sitting, the actual tube launched out from the cover/rope that attaches to the boat and that wrapped around my neck and luckily, one of my arms. I was pulled behind the boat for a few minutes, slowly blacking out, as I finally came to, floating naked in the bay. Luckily my step-brother noticed the tube was gone and told him to stop the boat. No idea when my bathing suit got ripped off but luckily it was floating nearby. I had a huge rope-burnrash across my chest, under my arm, and around my neck. Pretty sure if it wouldn't have went under my arm, it would have snapped my neck.
That was well over a decade ago and I haven't been in the ocean since.
That sounds fun. Im gonna check that out.
Edit; THANK YOU FOR BRINGING THIS INTO MY LIFE