A hero and warrior sportsman of the post-apocalypse. A chain swinging, sword slicing, skull impaling lover of dirt and blood.
No quiver in your loins has been felt as strong as that from the Jugger while passing you into battle.
The flakes of dried jizz stickin around after a night of good lovin.
After a fun night of sexy times, Matt cleaned off his stomach with a dishrag, then proceeded to dry the dishes with the rag. Now everyone in the house has eaten Matt's breakfast chips.
Buy a
breakfast chips
mug!
