and an amiable projectile that serves as a rocket lunch.
What, so, his projectile is gonna befriend me or something? Give me lunch too?
Giant Diddy Longs.
Regardless, it could go either way.
"I dunno man... It can go either way..." - Ken 2012
OH AND DIDDY, IT'S NOT "of coarse" IT'S "of course", DAMN IT.
Also, I agree with what was said earlier, twerking is tasteless.
Modesty is honestly the hottest thing I've ever seen, so if you wanna dance with me you bring your personality. *un-tss-tss-tss-tch-tss-tss-tss-un-tss-tss-tss-tch-tss-tss-tss*
As a devout Catholic, alcohol is perfectly fine, but one must consume in moderation, one of God's various tools used to put us to the test, Triforce of Wisdom indeed. (please don't take this anywhere, I'm just stating my opinion and sharing where it stems from

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Both my sets of grandparents are very conservative Christians, one more bible-belt-y, but yeah. I've had wine, upon asking if I could have some, my grandpa said "well, you're 18, right?" And both of my parents are fine with drinking. Of course no one gets smashed, though. That's stupid and reckless.
My dad even owned a bar at one point, heck, he ran pretty much every festival for the Chicagoland area and therabouts, he set up the generators and logistics for each vendor stand and PA for everything, he made numerous such celebrations actually profitable, he was known as Chicago's "Dean of Sound", he was even offered jobs as the sound guy, or Front of House Audio Engineer, for the Chicago Symphony Orchestra and the like. A lot of the stories he tells, and my grandparents and so on, are absolutely amazing. I love them all so much and they edify me with such insight into this beautiful and wonderful world.
On a note, this thread is absolutely hilarious quite often.