meathead

It’s kind of a hobby of mine, not to sound like a meathead or anything.

The next step of investigating these little meatheads is learning more about their lifestyle under the dirt.

They sat like this for a bit then Meathead stood, pulling his hand from hers.

Meathead nodded down the hallway where two olive drab duffel bags and a rucksack sat next to the front door.

After they divided and packed their things, Meathead moved back to the barracks.

Meathead spat another long stream of dip juice into the wedding china.

Meathead walked into the kitchen and poured himself a mug of coffee.