What do bicycles and slaves have in common? They both use chains to work.
I saw a little kid on their bike before. So i ran home to see if it was mine. Mine was still chained up, so we’re good.
Hey dude can you speel ihop. Sure man. I H O P. Wait you ate my pee!!!
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Grandpa's last words,why do you have a chain saw
I saw a black man riding a brand new bike, so I went home to go check my garage, it’s all good bc I still saw mine still chained to the floor begging for food
German XP farms: Train carrying chained guys. American XP farms: Walking up to a school with a gun. African XP farms: Cotton field.
What do you call Dominos when it doesn't knows to cook Pizza?
Domi-don't-knows....
What store is the most public?
Publix!
What do you call it when Panera bread commits genocide Panera bloodshed
I might slide up to your block with intelligence I'm a genius with a glock There's some relevance Took his chain, took his rocks Took his sediments There's no cap inside my speech No impediments Putting numbers on the board, I use my calculator Put a opp below the floor, he's a denominator E = mc2, you didn't notice that? Had the shot, but he's too scared Why didn't he buss it back?
What do Black people and chains have common? both work better with chains on them?
There were three men in a car, the driver, a homeless man, and a rapper. The driver takes the to the woods and says, "I'm not really a cab driver, I'm a wanted killer". The homeless man says"I'm not really homeless" and pulls out a chain. The rapper says, "If we're gonna be completely honest, I'm not a rapper, i'm a cop''
what is an emo kid's favorite song? chain hang low because he hangs low off a chain tied to a tree
Start A RATIO Chain
we forge the chains we wear in life
How do rappers stay warm in the winter?
They wear their ICE CHAINS
Why did the rapper go to the dentist?
To get a fresh set of GRILLZ
When you see woman with leg chain, what usually comes to your mind? 🤣😂
In the realm of words, I shall embark, To craft a verse, both bold and stark, Thomas Bulgin, a name that ignites, A tale of length and moist delights.
Free from the chains of structured rhyme, I wander through this realm, sublime, Thomas Bulgin, a phrase so strange, Evoking thoughts that rearrange.
Long, it stretches, like a winding road, Leading us to depths, yet to be bestowed, In syllables, it dances and it plays, A journey we embark, in myriad ways.
Moist, a word that teems with life, A touch of nature, amidst the strife, It whispers of raindrops on tender leaves, Of dew-kissed petals and gentle heaves.
Thomas Bulgin, a phrase so surreal, Unleashing emotions, that time cannot seal, In this short verse, I strive to convey, A glimpse of what these words might say.
So let us ponder, the mystery untold, Of Thomas Bulgin, both long and bold, For in the realm of poetry's sweet embrace, Even the unusual finds its rightful place.
