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Fucking hell man. Sounds like you need a drink
You're losing your marbles Mizz Lotustein...
OK, Baby Hitler.
LOL he's 33 pounds of fluff (: I fucking LOVE 'em, his smell his assholey ways ...ha ha ha he's my beast
I thought you said you love his smelly asshole for a second then
I used to be afraid of death, at this point I would welcome it
Fucking hell man. Sounds like you need a drink
LOL he's 33 pounds of fluff (: I fucking LOVE 'em, his smell his assholey ways ...ha ha ha he's my beast
GAWDAMN!!!
I missed the pic, you always remove pics too fast.
I wish I could spill, I can't with my irl friends, they all know something is up but I can't, I need to let it out
LOL he's 33 pounds of fluff (: I fucking LOVE 'em, his smell his assholey ways ...ha ha ha he's my beast
GAWDAMN!!!
I missed the pic, you always remove pics too fast.
A ginger chonk dressed in a blue jumper if I recall.
That's why I no longer have IRL friends. They're trouble. Always asking for something. Money, advice, tools, heimlich maneuvers, blargh.
That's why I no longer have IRL friends. They're trouble. Always asking for something. Money, advice, tools, heimlich maneuvers, blargh.
I wish I had half the money I lended to flakes, not to mention tools.
That's why I no longer have IRL friends. They're trouble. Always asking for something. Money, advice, tools, heimlich maneuvers, blargh.
I wish I had half the money I lended to flakes, not to mention tools.
Now I only help strangers I see pushing recyclable's carts around.
I've come to the conclusion that they're the only ones on the streets who deserve to be helped.