And yet, HERE you are, reading every post, every thread, every image. You're on the ball, Nobody's going to get around you. (ha ha ha ha ha)
Easton Young
They are praying to the turd fairy for a blessing over their toilet wine. Dressed in the garb of the steamy one. Pretty common practice in Denmark. Sodastreaming that wine is how you get carlsberg beer.
Jason Cruz
>their toilet wine >garb of the steamy one >common practice in Denmark >carlsberg beer Oh hell, I'm liking this.
I haven't done a deep dive into these threads out of a lack of interest, but now after seeing these... ...I find myself left with more questions than answers
Yeah he's disturbed or something, whatever. I have a LOT of fun when I'm around here but he seems to see me everywhere. That's why he can always be on the right side when he argues. He's 99% copypasta now and I don't even look anymore. The flavor of the week is he's going to kill ma at some future date. I'll just hold my breath, as I squeeze another one out at his general direction..
His Bunsen burners? His shitty bitcoin investing? His fecal formed bank statements? His rectal resemblance trinkets? His anal wall splatter recreations? His thunderous thigh expulsions? His asshole driven special deliveries? His talking shit as it hits you? His Bi-annual releases? His feces filled statements? His bowling ball blowouts? His chili driven splash over? His GTFO the way stance? His toast spreaders? His stinky log on ritual? His incessant farting oil gusher? His rapid fire peanut exhaust? His roll over and DIE farting? His warm Taco Bell treasures? His hydraulic distance poots?