Letterkenny consists of hicks, skids, hockey players, Christians... & DIERKS. All 5,000 of youse are counting down the days to a Dierks dust-up if Katy Cat ever says the word. Role-playing stressed.
Description:
You were disappointed when you didn't get to see the donnybrook, and that's what I appreciates about youse. Dierks has Katy Cat wrapped around his little finger for now, but you know it's a matter of time before he steps out of line and the mitts are off. Until then, there's stones to pick and Puppers to drink. Familiarity with the show is helpful but not required.
Eerie mists that rise from the moors, things that go bump in the night, creatures that howl at the moon, malevolent spirits that haunt the shadows. These are the things of darkened movie theaters and late night television, right? Things like this, they don't really exist, do they? Keep telling yourself this and maybe you might convince yourself. But in the meantime? I suggest you run as fast as your legs can carry you. A 'mechanics light' event.
Eerie mists that rise from the moors, things that go bump in the night, creatures that howl at the moon, malevolent spirits that haunt the shadows. These are the things of darkened movie theaters and late night television, right? Things like this, they don't really exist, do they? Keep telling yourself this and maybe you might convince yourself. But in the meantime? I suggest you run as fast as your legs can carry you. A 'mechanics light' event.
Eerie mists that rise from the moors, things that go bump in the night, creatures that howl at the moon, malevolent spirits that haunt the shadows. These are the things of darkened movie theaters and late night television, right? Things like this, they don't really exist, do they? Keep telling yourself this and maybe you might convince yourself. But in the meantime? I suggest you run as fast as your legs can carry you. A 'mechanics light' event.
Eerie mists that rise from the moors, things that go bump in the night, creatures that howl at the moon, malevolent spirits that haunt the shadows. These are the things of darkened movie theaters and late night television, right? Things like this, they don't really exist, do they? Keep telling yourself this and maybe you might convince yourself. But in the meantime? I suggest you run as fast as your legs can carry you. A 'mechanics light' event.