being born i litearlly saw my mom fart while i was being yanked out. I started screaming as loud as i could because i thought i had died on june 26 1987, but the black spankekd me i instantly coughed up a bunch of weird vaginal like fluids (not that i know what that word means) and I then have a harsh rat like rag wiped against my face and it made me cray again like a little bitch with a xoon to be skinned knee from his first tony the tige bike his mom won for him in a real kellogs baseball card time in america. I also remember when i WAS 5 and snidk34eoolel3w only costed a knidk3l at the ekards
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Originally posted by Enterita
waking up this morning
i would say that too if i was a loser like you who lives with his mother and constantly complains about not getting laid yet thinks lamb skin condoms make you cuck yourself because you're not on a path to real life because you can 't committ you idiot
Originally posted by Bill Krozby
i would say that too if i was a loser like you who lives with his mother and constantly complains about not getting laid yet thinks lamb skin condoms make you cuck yourself because you're not on a path to real life because you can 't committ you idiot
My parents would throw parties and I was instructed to stay in a back bedroom and watch tv and ....eventually fall asleep like any good child. Well...
I 'was' a good child, lol..but overly curious! I always snuck outta the bedroom and would hunch down at the darkened hallway where I could get a good view of the scene. Those are lovely memories I'll never forget! The wine glasses clinking, the laughter, the music...dancing...the soft lights glowing on their happy faces.....
