- Reaction score
- 777
- Location
- meltdown
Sup faggot, who poses naked in his fabulously festooned queer finery - everything still tightly fits. I'm sure your progressive mother and father are proud of you because they each get turns at night with you on your old school super taco'd singles bunk bed. Is that mattress of yours something Noah wished he had in his hilarious myth? I guess he saved the roaches and fleas too, like the moments you'll never forget.
So... how's your Grindr account doin? It's like, how many places on the 'net have you posted that picture of your gay laments of the world? I'm nasty, as you'll soon learn if you get a spine replacement, butter boi.
As always, you can pick the judges and topic or let it be an open pole here, where everybody here hates me for many, many reasons. Faggots and traps (KAT) post here so I think you'll be better off opening the polls to the crowd. Your insistence that I "unlubed backdoor Hammertime" your ass before you getting fucked here by my verbal assault will fulfill your fantasies, so take me up on this.
You're taking Meltdown over like a boss-player, so you shouldn't be scared to face off (yours) with me in this hot fucking summer. Jesus, thank Satan for getting me in the fake bake months ago, the general populace might assume I go outside. Amen...
SSS
- There's only one correct answer to the dropping of one of my enchanted gauntlets at your fucked up feet, Southern style, War Toy. Now pick it up, and go back to holding my turned out pocket, bitch.
So... how's your Grindr account doin? It's like, how many places on the 'net have you posted that picture of your gay laments of the world? I'm nasty, as you'll soon learn if you get a spine replacement, butter boi.
As always, you can pick the judges and topic or let it be an open pole here, where everybody here hates me for many, many reasons. Faggots and traps (KAT) post here so I think you'll be better off opening the polls to the crowd. Your insistence that I "unlubed backdoor Hammertime" your ass before you getting fucked here by my verbal assault will fulfill your fantasies, so take me up on this.
You're taking Meltdown over like a boss-player, so you shouldn't be scared to face off (yours) with me in this hot fucking summer. Jesus, thank Satan for getting me in the fake bake months ago, the general populace might assume I go outside. Amen...
SSS
- There's only one correct answer to the dropping of one of my enchanted gauntlets at your fucked up feet, Southern style, War Toy. Now pick it up, and go back to holding my turned out pocket, bitch.
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