Attention fellow consumers. I once bought a used Fiat 500 from this individual. Ivy-green, '94 plate. As soon as I turned up to our arranged meeting point, a destitute car park near the once-great city of Slough, I smelled something funny. It was human excrement. He'd soiled the fabric seats, his breeches, and, somehow, mine as well. Before I could react accordingly, this scoundrel whopped me over the noggin with a dried orange concealed in a sports sock. This only annoyed me further, for I much prefer the traditional grapefruit method. In my dazed state, he managed to pilfer my pockets and made off with my billfold and car keys. He sped off into the sunset with my high school sweetheart Barb screaming from the passenger seat of my mustard-yellow Citreon Saxo, '96 plate. I can only imagine what horrors awaited in her new life with this vagabond. In conclusion, I am selling a slightly ♥♥♥♥-stained Fiat 500. Will accept exchanges.

My brother let us celebrate out holy brethren in alabama and their righteous lawmaking, worthy of solomon! alleluia!

By Goddes Hand, and Goodly Met sire prithee thee listen. Uponst thy brow may sit the drekk of sinne and the weight of the devil's hande, heav'ly weighed. But fear not for in goddes pow'r is the redemption of Christ. Not a novel take perhaps, but one that ye should recognise & fairly pray.
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DO NOT TRUST THIS MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LEFT HIM CHARGE OF A BOX OF HAMMERS AND HE STOLE SOME OF THEM AND MY SOCKET WRENCH. HE'S A NO GOOD NOBODY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ WHO I SAW STEALING AND EVERYONE IN THE PARISH NEEDS TO KNOW. ♥♥♥♥ YOU YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

I have a fantasy of chopping off my peepee, battering it in Panko breadcrumbs and frying it in hot oil. Then, I would like to eat my freshly prepared peepee at my dining room table. I think about this often. I can’t wait to enjoy the taste of my delicious, tender peepee.

It's been 2 weeks and I haven't stopped jacking off to Bowserette, I've gone on every Twitter account there is to find more, my gallery is already at 1,264, I don't plan on stopping. I started dressing up as Mario and bought a fleshlight and put it in between my mattresses and starting thrusting into it with a picture of Bowsette on my bed, my fleshlight is full of ♥♥♥ but I can't stop. I haven't showered in 2 months, my mom kicked me out of the house, but I printed out pictures of Bowsette and I jack off to them behind Walmart inside a dumpster, I'm starting to get hungry but I'm okay since I have my pictures of Bowsette to jack off to. I've gotten really hungry and started eating my pictures of Bowsette, I'm starting to run out, please send me some more printed pictures of Bowsette, I don't think I can live without her.