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  1. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    Originally posted by mmG Then you're receiving free money bubba

    it aint free i gotta fulfill certain requirements

    Originally posted by mmG Move to canda

    no, only move here if you already got hired for a job in Canada.
  2. Incessant African Astronaut
    I woke up this morning ready to get off the bus.
  3. Originally posted by General Butt.Naked I wish i was employed as an unemployed person

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  4. mmG African Astronaut
    Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood it aint free i gotta fulfill certain requirements



    no, only move here if you already got hired for a job in Canada.

    Is streamer a job
  5. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    Originally posted by mmG Is streamer a job

    depends how much you make
  6. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
  7. mmG African Astronaut
    The pledge of allegiance is cringe.
  8. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    allegience to getting butter fucked
  9. mmG African Astronaut
    Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood allegience to getting butter fucked

    Originally posted by mmG Butternigger Chobra:

    Simon Lazarus was once a respected black family man who made his name as the owner of a successful popcorn factory.

    But one night while inspecting his boiling vats of butter for quality up close from a walkway with no guardrails, his romance with premium buttery flavor turned to tragedy, as his heel struck a wayward fleck of butter that had popped from the bubbling vats.

    Simon was prepared for this and had faced this before, so steadied himself immediately. But this time there was a factor he was not prepared for: you guessed it, it was a storm of cosmic radiation that struck him at very moment, shocking his brain and mutating him, turning his passion for quality popcorn into a lust for well balanced butter alone.

    So it was that Simon Lazarus embarked on his campaign of corporate conquest, taking over the nation and then the world's dairy supplies like a buttery dragon.

    But in hours of darkness, Simon would return to his old first butter factory to fulfill in his twisted secret. It produced and stored only butter now, in vast refrigerated storehouses.

    What was known by few and avoided their suspicion in any case, was that these storehouses also had a lower extent, not hidden but inconspicuous, difficult to find and easy to miss.

    The lights there were low powered and a dim red to avoid drawing any suspicion and to keep the environment cold. And within stood rows upon rows upon columns of lipidic human statues, with a gloss to their perfectly crafted skin and look of euphoria upon their faces.

    In the middle of the warehouse, at the focus of all their games, there was an assemblage of furniture that resembled a bedroom: a bed, a desk, a chair, a sofa.

    With a wave of his fingers Simon had animated the statue he had named Simone, brought her to the sofa and seated her, facing him, upon his lap, lowering her to penetrate her buttery, slick vagina with his fat throbbing nigger cock. She began to moan, then whimper, then silently cry as it stretched then tore her butterpussy as he fucked her vigorously, licking her delicious perky tits as she rode him. He began to suck them, then nibble, then bite into them, chomping directly into her buttery body and swallowing mouthfuls of it as she began to scream. He grabbed her neck and slammed it into the arm of the couch, decapitating her and leaving her squirting liquid butter from her neck with his every thrust while her head went silent but stared at her own body being violently raped. He turned her around and began to fuck her neckhole while taking bites out of her thighs and then mouthfuls of her ass and cummed thunderously down her esophagus.

    Here in the dark, he was Butternigger Chobra.
  10. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    dont lay a finger on my butternigger
  11. mmG African Astronaut
    I have a hypercubic dick
  12. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    OP is a bitch
  13. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
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  14. mmG African Astronaut
    Yo guys... Let's kill this shitty thread together, ok?

    I'm going to divert my posting in the other retard highpost superthreads, towards murdering this shitty fucking clown TRT.
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  15. mmG African Astronaut
    Caffeine, nicotine and THC

    That's my current trifecta.
  16. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    This is now the cursed TRT



    Originally posted by mmQ When I pretend to die what will you say?

    Wren isn't dead hes just… not alive.

    Jk. I'll leave enough evidence. Hell half of you have my literal PI. Hell fralalalalaalalallalalalalala has had cops come to my door worried about me. Lol. Remember that Lala?

    tf if she did that to me I would have got pinched I got a shake and bake lab and it stank like ammonia on my floor and nobody can figure out where its coming from
  17. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    Originally posted by mmG Caffeine, nicotine and THC

    That's my current trifecta.

    me too
  18. Originally posted by mmG Yo guys… Let's kill this shitty thread together, ok?

    I'm going to divert my posting in the other retard highpost superthreads, towards murdering this shitty fucking clown TRT.

    Amen

    KILL.

    THE

    J’EWS



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    THREAD
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  19. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
  20. mtg was my shit

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