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We got lost

Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
 

victor_sanchez

buck breaker supreme
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Ha Ha Ha Holeee Shit!

2 Shirts, 1 Beer
Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
Good attempt, but @satanssockpuppet has already got the job as official OnA storyteller. I won’t car crash you but I have your award below. You win the Big Jay!

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Mr Faggot Pants

Where the fuck is my Sue Lightning……FUCK!!!!
Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
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Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
Where's the Vos roll?
 
Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
So which faggot approved this faggot to post in any forum
 

CQ_1

Gotta be honest, I wasn't expecting this place to be all up everyone's ass about everything. I know we hate Ant for getting himself canned and Opie for being Opie, but now there's hate threads for Jim and even Club Soda Kenny? Don't get me wrong, I used to love bashing stupid Vos and everything, but that was when he'd say something stupid, nothing to do with him as a person. I remember coming home every day and laughing at Bro Joe's antics on the sub, even looking forward enough to grab a beer, turn on some music and set the mood, like "Ha ha, I can't believe it". Feeling like a part of something felt good. "I'm having fun and they hate that!" The female vocals of the music caused me to stir. Why was my body beginning to move like that? Embracing, an almost reflexive sashay writhed me out of my restrictive outer shirt. "Hahahaha! Holee shit!" I could almost feel myself vibrate down there, but nothing inserted was turned on. "I can't believe those n***** would do that! Can't they behave?!" Bite marks along the couch felt good to dig my pocked fingers into, with the greasy Naruto body pillow still unreachable at the pawn shop. Memories of young girls I've bitten are enough dopamine for now to stave off the coming pain. The closetedness. Hiding my dance. Sneaking a lisp here and there just wasn't enough. Nana has a need to feed.
You know what dude you got your iPhone, you got your nervous energy and boom you made an ass out of yourself.

Jim is a no try hard faggot for dragging his feet on a show he could carry if he wasn’t (to quote a proud Iranian) GAY AND FAGGOT!

Steps on his friends for non existent clout, rapes prostitutes, is a hack and not for nothing he stinks and I don’t like him.
 
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