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Neither did James Buchanan.

I love when I get a perfect opportunity to post this bitch's music.

The mall near me was where Dawn of the Dead was filmed. Ironically, the mall is nowhere near close to being dead. I remember creating a thread about the memorial they had for Romero in the mall.

hooha vore

vore Because I had to be disgusting and say something that wasn't on there.

fugg's cornhole

It's not like I created a thread on this months ago and you made a response in it or anything.

Shit feels fucking good coming out though. Judge me.

futa waifu was tired of your unemployed ass, so she turned to google ads. She's making 6 figures and blowing it all on coke, all behind your back!

Rain man gave you anthrax. RIP Kudasai.

Now take your rage out on that cute carefree cashier at Walgreens, old man. Bitch deserves it.

You get 2 dots instead of 1 under your name. I'm due for the final 5th one when I reach 9000 soon.

You are just rolling in the burns lately.

I always tip at least 20%.

Almond milk is an abomination.

You can tell Amy Schumer has a very deep vagina with her routines.

I fear for our children's future with the collapse of the nuclear family unit . . . oh well.

Use a loofah instead. They exfoliate dead skin cells better.

*kegelspasm*

Your psychiatrist taught you about kegelspasming at that time.

"These diapers from when my daughter was an infant inspire joy."

I'm actually a year younger than you.

I wear compression socks because I got DA BEETUS. (not really. Standing all day at work gave me spider veins )

Chapter 7 Kagome Meets Fugg's Hooha Kagome heard rumors that there was a black woman staying at the local ryokan (Japanese inn). Somehow, in this shitty universe I've contrived, the owners of the ryokan managed to survive from the tsunami that killed most of their neighbors. I mean, it hadn't even been a month since the tragedy, and now it's back to business as usual. Anyway, Kagome had never heard of a black woman before. She needed to see what one was for herself. She slid the wooden door entrance of the ryokan's first room open and it broke because it was made in China. It actually fell right on top of her. The black woman didn't seem to give one shit about Kagome's ordeal, not even turning her back around to see what the commotion was. Classic fuggs, making everything about her before anything could be about her. Oh right, you weren't supposed to know who the black woman was yet. Well fuck your exposition expectations. "Are you a black woman?" inquired Kagome. "No," said fuggs. "lol," said Kagome. fuggs decided to talk to Kagome like she was one of her insurance clients. She got all uppity and was ready to talk over Kagome when she felt like it. "Okay, now what the fuck you want bitch?" "Um . . ." Kagome was at a loss for words. She wanted to meet a black woman, but the person in front of her told her she wasn't one. "Bitch, do not waste my time. There are many other clients on the line." "Line?" "So it's gonna be like that. You gonna play dumb. Uh huh, it looks like you haven't even met your fucking deductible yet." "What the fuck are you even talking about?" Kagome was started to get annoyed. "No way bitch. We are on a recorded line, so I suggest you watch your fucking language." "But you're . . " "Silence, bitch. As I was saying, the deductible has not been met, and your vaginitis is not a diagnosis covered by your copay." Kagome had had enough. "Vaginitis? What the honest fuck?" fuggs pulled her pants down. "Now this is what a healthy vagina is supposed to look like." Kagome was mesmerized by fugg's hooha. She then got ripped off and had to pay her entire 200,000 yen deductible, even though she had already met it from her failed pregnancy earlier this year. End of Chapter 7