Yes, we all won, frood lost
SirSuperSouthern vs Freud the Fisted
- Thread starter SirSuperSouthern
- Start date
Alfred E. Neutrump
What, me worry? No, I'm too sleepy.
- Reaction score
- 3,396
- Location
- Milwaukee
A year's supply of hemorrhoid cream.
The match, I dont know why you're asking ,you know this
OP
OP
- Reaction score
- 511
- Location
- meltdown
No, I've been spending every second of every day and night doing my best to support the starving, abused orphans in Niger, Africa. Raising money, writing them encouraging letters with cute little stickers on them, and assuring them that huffing jenkem was an acceptable alternative to alcohol. Too busy to even finish my first match post...
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- Send me money.
Alfred E. Neutrump
What, me worry? No, I'm too sleepy.
- Reaction score
- 3,396
- Location
- Milwaukee
This thread aged well.
OP
OP
- Reaction score
- 511
- Location
- meltdown
You sure as shit haven't. But I digress. Thanks to all the work I've done for the Niger orphans, because I selflessly love children so much, my tireless efforts reached the ears of the prince of Nigeria. Guy said I'm such a Chad that he wants to bring me into his country, where I will live in his glorious palace for the rest of my life.
I've seen it somewhere before so I know it's real. The prince said I'll be met with armed guards to protect and escort me there, my new flashy digs in appropriate style where my balls will get scrubbed every morning in my huge bathtub because the night before I'll have fucked no fewer than three exotic nigras...
SSS
- I'm now royalty.
I've seen it somewhere before so I know it's real. The prince said I'll be met with armed guards to protect and escort me there, my new flashy digs in appropriate style where my balls will get scrubbed every morning in my huge bathtub because the night before I'll have fucked no fewer than three exotic nigras...
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- I'm now royalty.
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- Reaction score
- 2,319
- Location
- Antarctica
It would be much more humane just to poison them all.
- Reaction score
- 2,319
- Location
- Antarctica
And that's a good thing.
- Reaction score
- 1,207
You wouldn’t make it that far in the first world DD. Most know this
Alfred E. Neutrump
What, me worry? No, I'm too sleepy.
- Reaction score
- 3,396
- Location
- Milwaukee
Sounds like a fair deal.You sure as shit haven't. But I digress. Thanks to all the work I've done for the Niger orphans, because I selflessly love children so much, my tireless efforts reached the ears of the prince of Nigeria. Guy said I'm such a Chad that he wants to bring me into his country, where I will live in his glorious palace for the rest of my life.
I've seen it somewhere before so I know it's real. The prince said I'll be met with armed guards to protect and escort me there, my new flashy digs in appropriate style where my balls will get scrubbed every morning in my huge bathtub because the night before I'll have fucked no fewer than three exotic nigras...
SSS
- I'm now royalty.
Ok, Demented Wrinkle Monkey.... whatever you say.
- Reaction score
- 1,207
I think youre getting it. The polyps that you court are t sure tho
Alfred E. Neutrump
What, me worry? No, I'm too sleepy.
- Reaction score
- 3,396
- Location
- Milwaukee
10,000/unisex/Mars/omni religious
OP
OP
- Reaction score
- 511
- Location
- meltdown
I normally don't find un-white women attractive because I'm biologically above them all, plain and simple. So fuck Africa, I ain't doin' any fucking there, so I've decided to switch things up and visit what appears to be a far better destination.
If I happen to vanish again, you disadvantaged slobs will know where I went, which may not even have the internet yet. Not all the gooks are brilliant and would rather suck white dick than engineer software in a small, dank hut like the fuckers you always get stuck complaining to in India about whatever shitty crap you bought...
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- They look clean enough to me.
If I happen to vanish again, you disadvantaged slobs will know where I went, which may not even have the internet yet. Not all the gooks are brilliant and would rather suck white dick than engineer software in a small, dank hut like the fuckers you always get stuck complaining to in India about whatever shitty crap you bought...
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- They look clean enough to me.
Iggy McLulz
Heathen
- Reaction score
- 1,686
- Location
- Shiloh, P.A.
@SirSuperSouthern, why are you so crass?
OP
OP
- Reaction score
- 511
- Location
- meltdown
- Reaction score
- 2,319
- Location
- Antarctica
I see an increasing number of elderly White men with imported Thai/chink girlfriends. They're significantly younger but never particularly attractive. I remember back around 2007 first witnessing this phenomenon in a supermarket, where some old guy with gold sovereign rings on each finger was beaming from ear to ear while being wheeled around by some nip who was a quarter of his age. Back then I assumed it was his health worker Lolz.
OP
OP
- Reaction score
- 511
- Location
- meltdown
Why aren't I already on a plane headed somewhere so sleazy that I would be considered a longtime local? I can't make it to the airport.
Beemer? Shop. Taxis, Uber, etc? Banned from (seriously). So what am I rollin' around on these days? The wagon.
Crappy wooden "wheels" which aren't even all the same size, or shape for that matter. No suspension for the small mountains we call "speed bumps" in Texas. No power steering. No air conditioning. No internet. No cushioned seating for my hemorrhoid that I named Quincy. No sunroof, or roof period. Horses stink and walk too slowly. Rusted nails protruding from nonsensical places that none had any business being there in the first place. Random stains on the wooden "floor", some of which I may be responsible for. A naggy cunt who never shuts the fuck up who sucks, no, not in the good way.
Forgot my cowboy hat. Carelessly wore black jeans because male fashion has been all the rage since Die Hard hit the theatres in 1988. My tacky pinky ring fools nobody during the daytime, which lasts around 22 hours this time of year. The blind guy riding shotgun up front thankfully has one because we keep making unexpected stops at shady gas stations in spie of my desperate cravings for malt liquor. Kids around those illegal bodegas shout insults about my ancestors in three different languages while I quietly just sit there in regret.
Chow time, if you could call it that. What little mystery meat in our daily muck may in fact be parts of the last health inspector. Despite being scooped out of a boiling cauldron, it's somehow cold by the time I talk the naggy bitch to hold my nose while I plop the slop on the piece of wood that's obviously older than my grandmother, who died at the gracious age of 94 - about a decade ago. Was it a spoon, or a piece of the old wheel that finally gave out in defeat? I hope the airplane is in better shape, but airlines are closing in bankruptcy every other month - no peanuts for sure...
SSS
- Wagons still exist in Texas.
Beemer? Shop. Taxis, Uber, etc? Banned from (seriously). So what am I rollin' around on these days? The wagon.
Crappy wooden "wheels" which aren't even all the same size, or shape for that matter. No suspension for the small mountains we call "speed bumps" in Texas. No power steering. No air conditioning. No internet. No cushioned seating for my hemorrhoid that I named Quincy. No sunroof, or roof period. Horses stink and walk too slowly. Rusted nails protruding from nonsensical places that none had any business being there in the first place. Random stains on the wooden "floor", some of which I may be responsible for. A naggy cunt who never shuts the fuck up who sucks, no, not in the good way.
Forgot my cowboy hat. Carelessly wore black jeans because male fashion has been all the rage since Die Hard hit the theatres in 1988. My tacky pinky ring fools nobody during the daytime, which lasts around 22 hours this time of year. The blind guy riding shotgun up front thankfully has one because we keep making unexpected stops at shady gas stations in spie of my desperate cravings for malt liquor. Kids around those illegal bodegas shout insults about my ancestors in three different languages while I quietly just sit there in regret.
Chow time, if you could call it that. What little mystery meat in our daily muck may in fact be parts of the last health inspector. Despite being scooped out of a boiling cauldron, it's somehow cold by the time I talk the naggy bitch to hold my nose while I plop the slop on the piece of wood that's obviously older than my grandmother, who died at the gracious age of 94 - about a decade ago. Was it a spoon, or a piece of the old wheel that finally gave out in defeat? I hope the airplane is in better shape, but airlines are closing in bankruptcy every other month - no peanuts for sure...
SSS
- Wagons still exist in Texas.
