Please, just let your grandfather die already.
But this drug may save him.
I need more of that drug: take him out. I don't have time to sit down at the Indian Health Board five times a week fapping into a door jar again already.
Besides, I found the Queen larvae of the bio-bug invasion sorority and took her out—for lunch. My dime. Her protein—eewww, gross. Our long national and global nightmare came to Iran quite a while ago.
Pretty sure they're going to be going extinct, even though they're already into extra innings. They don't seem to be all that interesting on camera, whether full size, under a microscope, or crawling out the end of your dick.
Yeah, they need to be seen to be believed. Good luck Iran, you're going to need it, especially since I just impregnated all the daughters of your (blank) caste.
I'll tell you the things one can do over there with nanotech are pretty amazing, especially since I'm on the other side of the planet and I don't have to worry about what's under each and every single one of those adorable little veils, because you know, I know, the whole global populace of the universe knows: oral herpes, left, right, up and down, all f****** day.
I thought about giving the security herpes instead of giving them access to my superior genome, but I didn't have much time left after my latest car crash took off at the wash.
Probably next time. Don't take me out, Mr. Shah... Hey did they still have a Shah in Iran or what? Hopefully by then I'll be able to knock that f***** up too. (New dick upgrades give me a lot of busy.)
tl;dr I was patient and didn't complain what I sat around waiting for multiple doses of ivermectin for multiple hours over multiple weeks for reasons it seemed unscrewed to me... And now these days are out of your mind that I didn't even know about the horse based
paste waste cycle.
Imagine if we're nanotech. You can do it if you *click.*
