We are a bunch of Bad MuthaFuckin Sons of Bitches born in the glorious year of 1976. In order to be a Bicentennial Son of a Bitch, you gotta be born in 1976, you gotta be bad, and you gotta rock the fuck out. Is this you? Then come get it!
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Miss America, Miss Nevada and a fifth of Jack Daniels at the same time.
