Imagine being the best man at a wedding, and this motorized afterbirth starts flirting with you. Imagine just brazenly giving her your number with a wink, while your friends and family give you death stares and rapidly shake their head at you.
Imagine being the best man at a wedding, and this motorized afterbirth starts flirting with you...
Thomas Lewis
Eli Robinson
I'd fuck her throat until she bleeds.
Adam Collins
Imagine just picking her up and using her like a fucking Fleshlight in the closet during the wedding reception but everybody can hear the thumping on the wall and her retarded wailing so they know what's going on
Alexander Johnson
Just to add to this, I would legitimately grab her head and force it onto my cock and pound her head against it like she was an inanimate fleshlight incapable of feeling pain.
Jeremiah Edwards
I'd rent one of those bounce castles
Christopher Hill
Imagine the fact that she undoubtedly can get sex whenever she wants and we're still virgins
William White
you would
Kayden Gutierrez
like really, she doesn't deserve compassion I would have my cock so far up her it causes internal damage.
Logan Clark
I sympathise with her. She's gotta live out the one life she has as a deformed monstrosity. A life of rejection, pity and outright hostility. What I cannot fucking stand is that some marketing cunt thought it would be cute and progressive to write her in and say she got with the best man. This instantly conjures up images of this little tard-trike bound butthole wheeling up to the studly young bearded best man, at the reception and moments later rolling away with a knowing wink and a lick of the lips as if we're supposed to be fucking sit there, during fucking tea time, forced to contemplate the allusion that at some point a regular sized bloke and this little afterbirth-in-a-wig will be fucking going at in all filthy and sweaty with his normal sized tadger fucking smashing up against the back of her neck or wherever the fuck her truncated vagina ends and then we're all supposed to look at each other and say 'wow isn't that so progressive don't we live in such a wonderful age aren't we all so fucking fantastic'.
I wish that little 'goblin' all the best but the sewer-stall runoff that fucking worked up this ad needs taking out into the town square to be beaten by the rotted dicks of every syphilitic beggar available, gang-raped by a gang of impressively large dogs and then forced to watch her own shitty advert for eternity. The only saving grace of this advert was the disgruntled chort that came out of every single one of my family members as we were subjected to this abomination on, what was otherwise, a pretty capital weekday evening. Also maltesers can fucking do one. They look like they fell off a black man's diseased dingus.
Ryder King
Why are you so obsessed with making this thread over and over again?
Please, for the love of God, have sex.