It was morning. The bulls would be running soon. That means the bulls would need fighting. "I will fight the bulls," said Nick as he chugged his morning whiskey.
Nick grasp his wooden stick tightly as the bulls charged toward him. "I must fight the bulls," said Nick as he swang his wooden stick at the first bull.
by Paul Thundergod July 08, 2003

by Paul Thundergod July 10, 2003

by Paul Thundergod July 03, 2003

Kiss my ass, ya cracker-ass whitey!
by Paul Thundergod July 10, 2003

a stoopid fuck who thinks hes tiger woods at golf or michael jordan at basketball or fuckin ty cobb at baseball
by Paul Thundergod May 06, 2004

A dude who's really good at butt-fucking.
by Paul Thundergod June 24, 2003

by Paul Thundergod June 24, 2003
