It’s probably a good thing you’re insane then.
That will make it difficult for him to meet me at the place where they throw axes and serve alcohol, but maybe, by now, just maybe... you got a plan to throw into the ring. Unless your plan
is A_Ring, cut3, in which case put the ring in the box next to the door and I'll see you later, after the $6 million dollar fagot wakes up from the surgery to have his arms reattached, I mean, what good is a fag with only one arm?
fags
faggot
I will literally be honest, until I saw it with my own two eyes I would never believe a grown ass adult could fucking have a problem with seeing words to make their heads spin and their eyeballs roll, except I've seen that so what am I supposed to use instead I'm not trying to piss anybody off but Jesus Christ fucking grow some backbone instead of just fucking borrowing all the time.
Oh yeah I know you're ignoring me. I feel the illusionary drill bits screwing into my temple, those protected inside are all very impressed, especially all the ones that thought they just get rid of me by blowing me off too. Pffr. So, what's it gonna be, do you want to wake up at the altar, or in the lobby, or in the bedroom, or in the lobby to the bedroom, or in the fucking bedroom, or in the bathroom by the bidet?
Whatever you choose, there are teams that can accommodate your wishes, unless it'll be one of the ones that wishes for the fucking Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man, again, there's a line around the goddamn continent for that, believe you me.
Standing down now. Something like 5 hours ago I announced that I was going to go buy a bunch of beer and then all I did was sit in the bathroom and write, so I imagine: teams are on that, on fire, and pissed. Maybe they can all piss on themselves to put themselves FUCKING TAKEN THE GUCCI OUT, that'd be a fucking trick and a half, wouldn't it?
TTIIT, Esq.
