Look at you hydrating with your fancy Stanley while I bukkake all down my chest with this cheap plastic bottle that reads Jim Schmetzel Insurance.
Well, I ran the simulation through some software, starting from a round of 64 of us, and I emerged victorious as the worst poster of the 10,620,184 accounts on the platform.
*chanting like a cheerleader* YOU’RE NOT ACTUALLY HUNGRY YOU’RE JUST BORED AND STRESSED YOU’RE NOT ACTUALLY HUNGRY YOU’RE JUST BORED AND STRESSED
Crossed the train tracks from the "wrong side" where I live to the "right side" where the richies live and saw a cybersex-truk in the wild, which is the true "wrong side" of town aha gottem
you can have one of my cargo shorts pockets for your own personal use
My stepfather, a grizzled US Marine who served four tours in the Vietnam war, worked as a substitute teacher at a middle school recently. He quit after a few weeks because the children were WORSE THAN ACTUAL WAR.
My dozens of crow figurines have been delivered. Tomorrow my desk becomes the "scene of a murder" for spooky month!