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Post by Magic knows Black Lives Matter on Oct 31, 2016 20:44:35 GMT -5
Why does it feel good to sit on the Porcelain Throne with your jeans on? Like is it just me or do you get this oddly satisfying power by doing so? Like I sort of feel like I'm a rebel who does what I want and a God where I just do things and nobody questions my judgement. Or I'm tearing down the societal script destroying what's the last remaning thread of sanity before civilization divulges into full blown chaos. Or maybe I just like sliding around the rim of the toilet you only get by wearing pants. Aint it funny how I hate wearing pants and I wish my pants are always off and I dream of taking my pants off when my Queen is in the house but yet the one place where your pants are always suppose to come off, I want to keep my pants on. BRB going to shower with my pants on.
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Post by The Tank on Oct 31, 2016 20:48:13 GMT -5
Because it's....hang on, I'm pretty sure you've done this one before. TO THE ARCHIVES!
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Post by Stu on Oct 31, 2016 21:04:17 GMT -5
Seriously, dude. Tone it down with all your stupid threads
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Post by Kash Flagg on Oct 31, 2016 21:51:11 GMT -5
You're better than this garbage.
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