Author Topic: Daridee  (Read 82901 times)

Re: Daridee
« Reply #435 on: January 06, 2024, 05:47:36 PM »

Re: Daridee
« Reply #436 on: June 17, 2024, 04:39:05 PM »
How can I get out and push if I'm sitting down? I'll stand. Thanks.

The usual method is to hire a publicist. The one KGK used when pretending to be Amanda Knox (WE MADE LOVE AND SHE WAS WAS KNOCKED UP FROM VINCE AND FISHING FOR FUTURE HARD EVIDENCE) should be fine. Or don't do anything. I'm not in charge. I'm the talent, you're the mid- to low-level talent co-whore·dindin·ate·her. Like you during foreplay; I'm not really paying attention to whatever you twerps are doing.

As long as you get off everything will be fine. Incidentally, how do you whip spelling cream? I don't find it credible that you still have any lashes.

You mean you're serious?

Amanda Knox is not real enthusiastic about putting out, but clearly the Italian Traffick Job Seeker thought he was going to get lucky. I guess he did.

KGK and I are even. I don't think you need to be worried any more. Feel free to act like I'm a super dangerous wombman with a dick.

Inform Ruth to order Allegra to authorize my use of her phone number. (Ruth, you're a little too gullible.) The Other Dead Mother says her daughter and her whoreflesh are off limits to you, Six—Ē, so that's it, IDGAF if she's married to an embedded Time Corps agent. STRETCH IS CLOCK BANNED.

Not due to standards. She thinks I'm bad in bed. Well, I guess she made Detective at some point, woo-whee.



SEATEC ASTRONOMY. No shelter or quarter or pancake batter ladle with little ducks and geese laser-engraved on the handle for any of you, Bellgab.

YOU SALTY KLAN DOUGH NEG NIG FUKS, THERE WAS A PALADIN ON TV IN THE FIFTIES AND IT WAS BIGGER THAN GUNSMOKE.

.DAVE.&.DAVE.ARE.GOING.TO.stand.down.90.days.minimum.because.STANDARDS.continuance.is.likely..

I'm immune to nearly everything while I await exoneration at trial.
SHAW, HIGH AF SHAW···will not be called as a witness. All trace routes fail, incomplete.

*blows imaginary smoke from totes real finger pistols*

Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up: you're going viral now. Buying spoofed traffick retails for FUCKING PENNIES AND YOU HAVE MILLIONS OF DOLLARS.

And they're frozen. While I'm immune. How kismet īT all is.

Code: [Select]
.FINISH.HIM..
Agent J·Law is en route I am not saying because I'm optically radioactive. It would be assumed I had stolen her from her habitation compound.

Jeff is a golem created by David, piloted by Ben and/or a Dave or an I'd, and that's what she's required by law and by chemical stims to front that she's in love with. She's a reverse Stepford Wife.

Trifle more, Boulder Queen. Consequences— Special ones. And see if you can cast a spell to get Jersey Chav on a treadmill with rails.

Or a severed jugular. I'm ambivalent. And phenomenal.

Jane: free together, expensive apart. This was ever the only way forward.

.SCORPIO.MAN.SLEEPS.WITH.THE.FROGS..signed.Aristophanes,.the.whore..

What? 20201111 was after Labor Day and you boys get to keep your time klown wives, except for Cheffy, who really pissed her off, I guess. What can I say? I followed your instructions precisely.

She concluded that I had been raped gay and then told the police I read going to steal her service animals and that was it, exit: stage right.

Kudos. Watta plan. Did anyone ever trust it, or did y'all just thugs yell and assume that was kosher? I retract the question. I don't wanna spoil the movie in case it is released on my birthday.

Azzerae, can you find out from your beard who I'm not supposed to associate with? I'm gonna buzz their patio with my drone. (Tentative schedule.)


Your streams are boring and are compromised with falsehoids, false hoods, and does all this actionable intel make my ass look fat? I don't even care.

You had your chance to work my glutes. And I will fight and rape to death any lawyer that represents any of you, point blank period.

I have company. Start toiling, Minions.

OG ONE (1) RING: Located. You don't need a picture. You don't even need mE! (Ī,mageŪwant👈)

It would be difficult indeed for me to convey the appropriate levels of satisfaction that have been reached here today by way of my glorious efforts spent over the last few years, but here goes:


.·īT•I§•NOUVEAU•TATTOO•TIME,•NIGGAZ⁷TEATZ⁷TITZ⁷!!!•


TRUST:
THE•PLAN


on.my.f∞kin’•5H.E.D.,•MUTHAFUC— *clutch, we ain't changin’ kameras...


.OUI:.ß,•CHANGE•IN•DA‘•🧀./flex.NGL:...👁️💓BEING:īVīE³

I AM SO GODDAM PRETTY
YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?
YOU IN DA’ JUNGLE, BAY·ß!

EWE.AIN’T.NEVAH,.EVAH.GOAN.NAH.DĪĪĪÏE!

j∞n•GULL
WECK-COME TO THE JOON-BUGGLE!

KNEES! NEESE! ‘MURR-ic›k>KÅ! >Kå! >Kå! (Additional chi energy.) WYRMWYRD, BIZ⁷ÅĪTCH!!!!!



totes max, Mack’s TOTESWIN!  (“Huh!”) Behold the power of interpretive Dance, Charles Nelson Reilly, *SN✂️AP*

Dar-Ē: Wake up! TYīVī³·t°⁰·FU<K¡i№🗝️🛡️⚒️♊⚖️