Thank you so much. It was one of theost harrowing experiences of my life.
It was like a lil beach sand bucket, but smaller and had a list of rum flavors on it. It is big enough to serve 6-8 folks but I downed the whole thing myself.
In the kitchen sink. My drunk ass was too wasted to use any critical thinking and I was just D I S T R A U G H T over that damn bucket. My mom gave it back to me and I took it to bed and slept with it by my pillow like a weirdo.
Me and the boys at 3am lookin for some BEANS
Got a rum bucket at a local bar ony 21st bday and they let me keep it because I asked nicely. My mom took it inside when we got back home and I forgot about it until like 2 hours later and sent this meme to almost everyone I knew because I wanted to know where the fuck my bucket was.
I started using men's antiperspirant a few years ago and it was a game changer. It works so much better for me and doesn't bother my skin. I also love the dumb names the scents have
I was watching Young Frankenstein with some friends in college in a secluded part of the student center and some rando came up to us and told us, in great detail, about how her cousin raped her repeatedly when they were younger.
Young Frankenstein was ruined for me and I still can't watch it a decade later.
The dude who owns the trailer park across the street from me almost had our entire street's zoning changed because he was trying to make a gated community. Turns out he didn't have permits to build everything he was and his whole plan fell apart. Then one of the prefab houses he had trucked in got hit by lightning and burned down. He also hasn't sold a single structure he's built.
Bruh
It's not even a catchphrase. It's a threat
OUT IN THE YARD AT RAAAM RANCH!