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That's Zeni. Alpha as hell. Only the sweater should read Warriors. As that's the only shirt the husky bastard owns.

Sure it is. His short ass can only nip at the ankles.

No one else will. We will go off the grid.

It's ok. I have the winning ticket. When I win, no one will ever see me again.

She was having ''therapy sessions'' with her counselor at her house, and don't ask me who filmed it, and it ended up on YouTube, and got her a ban. I mean, that's my closest guess. And I am entirely being an asshole and I know her therapist hasn't come close to touching her.

Is that what ended up on YouTube?

If I were her counselor, I'd get a restraining order.

Your counselor needs a counselor.

I think someone should put googly eyes on fugg's hoohah.

I was agreeing with you in an inadvertent way, numb nuts.

No. You didn't post a disgusting vagina that looks like a possum got ran through a meat grinder.

You just made it possible for me to hate Pink Floyd. Haha.

The food Gods are trying to tell you something.

Then that's not to her face. That's over the phone. She told you off didn't she?

Thought you worked at a call center? I am lost.

It's not always from dryness, mongo.

I don't party. Too old for that stuff anymore. Monday nights, watching Raw is where I want to be.

Got card. Got food. Made fun of customer. Forgot meds. Have got this right? That wrong. That bad.

Thank you, PurgatoryGirl. It was an enjoyable day!

Hahaha I wish. Thanks, Molar.

Thank you, Doom!

It is. Or in my mind it is. I like to think I can slip n' slide across the bed in butter, but alas, her I lie, stagnant, in a puddle of melted butter. Too fat to slip or slide.

Fat fuck has no room to laugh at anyone. No one has less of their shit together than that idiot. Fucking any dick that's drunk enough to forget how ugly she is. Complaining about the laziest fucking job on the planet, where she literally does nothing but play on this site all day. And has the audacity to laugh at the elderly, who actually did shit with their lives. I laugh at people like her.

And by best lighting, I'm assuming it was a Q-Beam spotlight. I mean, you need the Hollywood lights to cover all that ass.

I thought so. And fancy.