2024-04-11 at 4:20 PM UTC
Iām having this juicy orange š in remembrance of OJ
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post didn't die in a fire!
2024-04-11 at 4:22 PM UTC
OJ Simpson died not enter the kingdom of heaven.
2024-04-11 at 8:56 PM UTC
Final justice for the two people he murdered. Justice was slow, but it was inevitable.
2024-04-11 at 9:10 PM UTC
Iron Ree
African Astronaut
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Murder should be legal anyways, who the fuck cares. It's pretty obvious 99% of blacks are cuckbrained by the law just like wariat when you see the controversy/memes it's still a white/black issue ignoring the fact he wrote a book literally titled "I DID IT!"
The families of the victims shouldn't be applauding and move on, they should be lined against a wall and shot and then thrown into a pyre like everyone else, you fucking brainwashed media SHEEPLE cuckbrain society mentality
2024-04-11 at 9:57 PM UTC
Iron Ree
African Astronaut
[my flyspeck near-blind refund]
As I sit here, pen in hand, I can't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. If I didn't do it, would I really be writing this? Probably not. But here I am, ready to spill the beans on my not-so-innocent escapades.
Let's start at the beginning, shall we? The setup. Ah yes, the meticulously crafted plan that would make even the most seasoned criminal proud. If I didn't do it, I certainly wouldn't have spent countless hours plotting and scheming, ensuring that every detail fell into place just so. From the alibi to the execution, it was a masterpiece of deception.
And then there's the alibi. Or lack thereof, in my case. If I didn't do it, I wouldn't have found myself scrambling to come up with a believable excuse for my whereabouts during the time of the crime. But hey, who needs an alibi when you've got nerves of steel and a guilty conscience to match?
Of course, no good crime would be complete without a cover-up. If I didn't do it, I wouldn't have found myself knee-deep in a web of lies and deceit, desperately trying to conceal my tracks. But as they say, desperate times call for desperate measures, and I was nothing if not resourceful.
2024-04-11 at 10:06 PM UTC
Iron Ree
African Astronaut
[my flyspeck near-blind refund]
THE LUCKIEST GUY
I N THE WORLD
I'm going to tell you a story you've never heard before, because no
one knows this story the way I know it. It takes place on the night
of June 12, 1994, and it concerns the murder of my ex-wife, Nicole
Brown Simpson, and her young friend, Ronald Goldman. I want
you to forget everything you think you know about that night
because I know the facts better than anyone. I know the players.
I've seen the evidence. I've heard the theories. And, of course, I've
read all the stories: That I did it. That I did it but I don't know I did
it. That I can no longer tell fact from fiction. That I wake up in the
middle of the night, consumed by guilt, screaming.
Man, they even had me wondering, What if I did it?
Well, sit back, people. The things I know, and the things I
believe, you can't even imagine. And I'm going to share the
