1. Bill Krozby’s laugh is honestly the worst thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I could feel my vagina sewing itself shut.
2. Bill Krozby is honestly the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I could feel my vagina hammering boards on top of where it had sewn itself shut.
3. Bill Krozby is a fucking idiot and I wish that fat lady would have sat on him and smothered him to death.
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Pay no mind. This is finny sometimes called Jill. He rages all the time but he’s harmless. He usually likes to talk about plundering assholes. Literally nothing he says to you should matter to you because he just follows Bill Krozby around like his own peanut gallery and asks for nudes from all the guys. I think he thinks it’s a great troll or something.
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Originally posted by ohfralala
I’m pretty sure the adage “morally superior being” sums it up nicely
It does. That's why Lanny, when he first noticed my posts, said "this is a morally superior creature to me" and wordenhancemented my username. Don't underestimate Lanny, for he is both a gentleman, and a scholar.
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Originally posted by mmQ
Infantscock is just mad he can't post a pic because he's too embarrassed of himself and also he doesn't know how to post a pic. Don't mind him; he's a functioning retard good for one quality post a year.
I'd hoped we were finally rid of him, but he's like Bill Krozby strength herpes. He just won't go away.
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Originally posted by ohfralala
That’s her man. She’s been a friend of mine for years. Of course you won’t take my word for it but yeah that’s my boo and she too hot for you.
Infantscock is just mad he can't post a pic because he's too embarrassed of himself and also he doesn't know how to post a pic. Don't mind him; he's a functioning retard good for one quality post a year.
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Soyboy
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Name - MORALLY SUPERIOR BEING Age - 34 Gender - Soy Race - Soy Best feature - My soy tits. Ideal date - Tofu and soy milk, then musical theatre - the gayer the better. Orientation - Hey a hole is a hole. Location - A region with no good women, trannies, or anything else my dick will fit into. Religion - Esoteric Hitlerism Political views - Esoteric Hitlerism Interests - Getting drunk and talking about the jedis.
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Honestly, I've done a lot of fucked up things in my life, many illegal, but one thing has always stuck with me in particular (not trolling)
8 years old. Vladivostok. My mother took me to visit an old lady (family friend), perhaps 80 years old whose husband had just died. She was all alone in this big empty house and I remember thinking about Final Fantasy VIII (I had already emigrated to England a year ago but we returned for a few weeks) and how hot Squall looked and I really wished I looked like him (plot twist: I look better and I'm a 9/10)
The house had an office filled with books, hundreds and hundreds of them, and I remember the old lady saying something about not knowing what to do with all her husband's stuff because their son and daughter would have no use for them
Back then I had this weird habit of building up saliva in my mouth and then spitting it all out. It was so satisfying - I always tried to beat my previous record and see if I could make myself salivate until my mouth was totally full and I looked like a hamster. Sometimes I envisioned my mouth being filled with so much saliva it would pop and everything would burst out like a water balloon
I sneaked into the old lady's dead husband who fought in WW2's office and was looking through these old books, building up saliva in my mouth as I went. As I was flicking through The Master and the Margarita by Bulgakov the urge to spit was unbearable and I spat out what must have been about 100ml of spit right into the middle of the book and quickly shut it, the spit dripping out the sides of the pages, and I shoved it back into the shelf between all the other books. I suddenly got scared as if the old man's ghost would appear next to me and I ran out to go be with my mum and the old lady. I couldn't even look at her. I was disgusted with myself and to this day I still feel incredibly guilty
That was the last time I had ever done the saliva thing and to this day I feel uncomfortable looking at the cover or simply reading the title of The Master and the Margarita
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Originally posted by Zanick
A lot of teenagers do that shit at 15, dads aren't supposed to respond by getting drunk and challenging you to a fistfight. You should've beaten his ass, dude.
I did. :)
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Originally posted by POLECAT
mmq and zan r gonna have to fight each other for lala
mmq has crackhead tenacity but is a fairly nice guy, zanick grew up with a literal psychopath sister and everything he posts about himself is carefully crafted. not sure, leaning toward zanick on this one
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