feast your proptotic bulbs on my half of the collaboration wwith herr dirk it is rare nowwalight for a man to meet someone wwith wwhom "shootin the shit" can temporarily abate the painful throb a the chronic crotch infection called life this is no mere turd slingin rather than aimlessly flingin the poopie the pitcher hurls his fecal trinket at the marble base wwith intent evvery movve is calculated an the twwo princes find themselvves at a stalemate wwhat happens next is a fusin a souls so beyond our mortal comprehension its cherenkovvian shockwwavve is enough to blind an entire carriage a orphans or maybe evven twwo orphan carriages like evvery young nobletroll i havve alwways found myself bewwitched by the davvid paintin a troll napoleon crossin the alps it wwould be no exaggeration to say this piece has touched an rubbed an tongued evvery corner a my barren bein in many wways this neoclassical masterpiece is a lovver but it is also a friend a teacher a hero an ideal an a damn good reaction pic for pwwnin bleedin pushers online in the wwise wwords a 4chum its too late ivve already depicted you as the hoofbeast an myself as a heroic military genius @ponyPal
NO STUPID WHY AREN’T YOU LIKE, DENYING THAT YOU HAVE A FETISH TO BEGIN WITH.
:33 < I was (kinda) complimeownting mew, not (barely) insulting mew.
0︵0 HE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOUR NOTHINGS. NO NEED TO BRING MINE INTO IT. YOU BITCH.
i been gazin at this for a spell noww and ivve not been capable of peelin my gander spheres off it evven for a moment lest i scorn the enlightened precepts and axioms masterfully implied wwith evvery brushstroke before its properly sunk in fuck im gettin emotional here wwe need this carvved into marble asap
Our nothings.
wwhat do you think motivvated napoleon to cross the alps the promise a returnin hivve to his matesprits girlstink maybe if you solidified your historical knowwledge youd realize that yesterswweeps infamous megalomaniacs wwere all ragin panty sniffers
ya but the diff between u and napoleon is that he courted joséphine intensely & didn't grovel for double chin & fupa portraits like his loser interlopers (u btw). solidify ur game and we can talk history.
wwho said anythin about grovvelin its a matter a wwavvin my empiricist holly an you wwill be as round an buoyant as my pusher desires i control your plumpness like the office psychopath controls the thermostat to keep his underlin wwet an submissivve
omfg????? cut it OUT, YOU FREAKAZOID. I DON’T WANNA BE FAT!!!! and no one is ever going to draw your deprived urges so keep DREAMING.