How about that bloody horse head in the bed, in the movie, "The Godfather"? Personally, on special occasion, when having to do business with crooks who are trying to screw me, I like to carry in my right hand trouser pocket, an unsealed baggy, containing a little surprise. When the most deserving slime ball extends his hand in greeting, I hand him the nice, big, fat, dripping wet, freshly butchered, beef heart.
HA HA, fuckin' dummy! WHY would someone stick cash or weed in some xmas candy cane and leave it under the seat of a rent-a-car? Maybe NEXT time you'll THINK! Here's hoping you don't catch syphilis, dumbfuck.
Now that Portland has bike share, are you going to be sniffing the bike seats before taking a ride?
They used to leave little snacks and coupons for free stuff in the door side pockets. I guess the honeymoon is over.
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