Gonna keep it. When I log into Amazon it thinks that I'm my wife. Bastard lets me order anything I want and charges it to the card. Not my card. THE card. It shows up on my porch and no one says a word about it.
I love Amazon almost as much as I enjoy my white privilege.
Nut'n can be finer than a Cracker who be whinin... incognito, he's incognito... Must be a
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