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I'm fifty five. Fifty five years old. You know how I stayed online this long? All these years? Fear. The spectacle of fearsome acts...

Fred Flange-panties is definitely saucing all over the place... and also consuming alcoholic beverages from Aldi.

Old geezers are the funnest to wind up...followed by most bitches.

I looked into Jack, Prowler. He was drumming before the band became more popular and had left prior to that.

I prefer to look at Seamajor not as a deranged and mentally retarded geriatric cat buggerer but as a kind and charitable philanthropist...

Dude, you bonked your cats eyes out. Stfu perv

He doesn't know about your mode of transportation?

Better than a donkey and cart, Broomhilda...

Ok, Crypt Karen....

Its poor food for tin miners, think Appalachian types. They may have tarted it up a bit but its basic bitch stuff. You know by reading...

Bitch-flap him, Fred!

Cornish ones are double shit. I won't eat that swill. It could make my body ugly... like you people's.....all gnarled, wrinkled...

Pasties are shit. So are sausage rolls.