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Post nudes if you were born and have breathed air
dont post nudes if you are cancer and want cute little kitties to be horribly and bloodily murdered
Submitted by Poofi on Tue, 04/28/2015 - 19:20
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Submitted by Poofi on Thu, 11/27/2014 - 12:22
I'm pretty tired of the Dan raids in Omegle, so I decided to change the name. Made a thread and whoever rolled 69 gets to pick new name, and 69 picked Blackie the Cracka. First time I tried this I got a big one.
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Submitted by Poofi on Mon, 10/27/2014 - 17:24
I was taught that when someone dies, its sad. Thats why I’m confused. Everyone looked grim and depressed, but as soon as someone wasn’t looking, they would chuckle, laugh even. They’re at the funeral to pay respects to the deceased, so why laugh? But it didn’t matter what they thought. I was sad that my grandpa was dead. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t as if I loved the man, let alone like him. Its just that… well, you see, this one time, when I was out, I had a talk with Mr. Johnston. He told me that if grandpa ever died, then it was off to St. Monroe’s with me. I’ve been there once, St.