Well.....
If we're airing our grievances then first and foremost I want all of you to stop acting like dundertards who have been punched so hard in the head your fucking brains have had their periods.
It's me. HI!! I'm the Poofer it's me.
You fuckers are still trying to replicate the Summer of Poofer and failing miserably at it. Im Rick Fucking Deckard surrounded by a bunch of wannabe mes and it's so fucking basic I don't need the little eye machine to tell who is real and who isn't.
Move.The FUCK. On.
Nobody gives a fuck about you. Nobody gives a fuck about your PI. There's like what, five ppl left in this community and by community I mean "the idiots afraid of posting on Reddit with the rest of society because nobody there is upvoting SHIT written by a collective who's brain cell count couldn't be seen on the tip of a pubic hair with a really strong microscope "
Yeah, youz guys.
I was the nipple you stagnant corpses suckled on with your eyes closed for content nourishment for how long? I left my Nike swoosh so emblazoned into your rotting brains it's like a fucking rite of passage for you gimplings to copy and paste my shit to this day.
But let's throw a couple "Biggies so fat" jokes around;
Biggies so fat if he had a diabetic seizure they would call it the grimace shake.
Biggies so fat he sweats egg whites.
Biggies so fat his jubblies attack his frank factory neck like a machine gun when he walks to the buffet carver on "bring your own bucket for the vittles" night.
I keed I keed.
Biggie got caught lacking and was cucked. It's that simple. The biggest gotcha is that you can punch the guy in the stomach and hide secret plans or gold bars like a vault while your hand is in there. That's it outside of his factory settings getting restored to fat hypocritical failure.
Are ppl still butthurt BF went full Luigis mansion and sucked out the fucking ghosts of yesterday's forums on...his own forum? Ppl need to understand its his forum and he can do what he wants. But speaking of ghosts, what happened to Flynn after her meltdown? Do I really care? Not really.
And what's with the pic of Cookie Monster with a lady Boi? Hey Looney, maybe it's time you come clean and tell the class here exactly why F4$ turned into a wind tunnel of nothing.
See, Looney started posting up poems he wrote with titles such as;
"The tyranny tied up in the corner of my room"
"Pushing down hard on her pronounced Adam's apple with my bare hands"
And my personal favorite;
"Kissing her five o'clock shadow tickles me lips"
And don't think for a second Looney was pitching. His asshole is probably so loose if he twerked in a breeze it would sound like a pan flute solo. Men wear that charity case like a fanny pack.
Am I coming back? Who knows. If I do, it's here. I won't be caught dead at that other shit hole where the members pronouns are proudly Morons/We/Are.
And this retardation radiation is rated E for everyone.