The last thing this white trash freak needs in his tiny, one bedroom apartment is a few kilograms worth of gunpowder. You'd expect a 14 year old boy to blow a few weeks allowance on a tiny part of this list. But a grown, married man with a job so shitty that primarily only foreigners are willing to do it shouldn't be spending half of a paycheck on this garbage.
The two big boxes are "cakes" and not typically sold outside of brick and mortar shops due to how expensive they are and easy to steal from those tents outside the Wal-mart parking lots.
even his bitmoji has a deadarm
Those are what I mean. They seem to pop up usually in closed businesses, because the owner can just lease out a place for a month or so, as they're otherwise not making any money with the property just sitting there empty. I have two of them locally, both of them in now closed former liquor stores. And yes, they sell cakes there, up to 500g.
oh boy, another "condiments with jack" episode. let me guess, he cooks up two trays of raw chicken breast with a ton of sauce dumped on top?
Jack is a full on antivax, anti-mask, anti-doing anything at all tard, though.
I thoroughly enjoy how he congratulates Walden Farms, like the CEO is watching and this video will reach millions of people. God he's such a narcissistic fuck.
All he had to do was throw them on his pellet smoker, set the temp, stick in the probe and wait until they hit 200, but he somehow managed to fuck it up
Each rack had Jack's favorite editing technique: jumpcuts and lies.
Jack has sunk so low that he's "reviewing" the 0-calorie slop that anorexic girls eat in order to show their parents that they're "like, totally fine, MOM" and not starving themselves to death. The best thing that could happen from this video is that some anachans find it and stop starving themselves with Walden Farms glop because they saw a severely obese man promoting them.
They did have a can of it last year. They used it for the hot dog video and breakfast on the Camp Chef.
Do…do those two actually sleep there? Because if they’re not, the only other option is separate beds (imagine 2 twin beds in there). Whether they have separate quarters or are splitting that cot (factor in the rate at which they’re ballooning), it doesn’t make much of a difference- both scenarios, especially in a recent marriage between people as young as them, is sheer tragedy. JFC, marriage should be the time when one says goodbye forever to at least two things: condoms and twin beds. And while Pig understands that recycling one’s sheets and pillowcases can be a cost-effective trick, the ones with juvenile print patterns really mustn’t extend past the college years.
Are you paying attention to this, Brianna? Are the alarm bells going off yet? You made a mistake which is understandable- inexperience and foolishness in one’s youth can have these results. But for Christ’s sake, get the fuck out of there now while it’s not too costly. Your 
I want to comment on this. Not sharing a bed does not necessarily mean a marriage is on the rocks. There's a lot of reasons couples may have twin beds. For example: vastly different work schedules (one works mornings and one works overnight), insomnia, restless limb syndrome, and being on call 24/7 (this can lead to entirely seperate rooms). There's also nothing to indicate that isn't a spare bedroom in a two bedroom apartment.Do…do those two actually sleep there? Because if they’re not, the only other option is separate beds (imagine 2 twin beds in there). Whether they have separate quarters or are splitting that cot (factor in the rate at which they’re ballooning), it doesn’t make much of a difference- both scenarios, especially in a recent marriage between people as young as them, is sheer tragedy. JFC, marriage should be the time when one says goodbye forever to at least two things: condoms and twin beds. And while Pig understands that recycling one’s sheets and pillowcases can be a cost-effective trick, the ones with juvenile print patterns really mustn’t extend past the college years.
husbandplaymate is a LOSER, and if you get tied into that piece of shit forever with a kid, your existence is irrevocably fucked. To catch a glimpse of your future under those conditions, simply take a look at Mushbrain and Medium T…basically Tammy‘s life or worse.
Then again, if she didn’t see the relentless red flags slapping her in the face from the beginning of their courtship, then she’s probably a lost cause at this point. YOU’RE MARRIED AND SHARING A MOTHERCUNTING TWIN BED *SSQQUUEEAALL*
Perhaps that single bed is for the select youth Dad Bod chooses for ahem one on one "spiritual mentoring", gnomesayin?
