U damn fuckin lucky it wasn't me fuckboy. After I cut u off at the pump dive cut ur fuckin heart out. Lol buy u a pretzel. Idve gon inside and bought 10 bucks of gas an emptied the entire pump onto ur skinny frame while I hummed the kill bill bang bang song. Then I'd flick a match onto u an just before ur skin melted off ur pathetic bones I'd bash ur stupid fuckin head in with a rock while screaming death chants into the hole that used to be ur miserable face. Fuckin wawa. Go fuck urself u piece of shit.
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Originally Posted by DMS
My dad once had like 4 beers at a family reunion, and drove us home better than my mom usually drives.
Not saying being drunk doesn’t mess up you reasoning. I’m turning 20 soon so I haven’t had a drink ever.
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