Girls that look good but don’t got an ounce of common sense

w-whos the last guy @Duchess

The fucking plushie:

@finneass so speak on it. If you don’t speak on it, who cares? It only depends what’s in your hands, the relationship of your friend and your ex, or the abandonment of a friend.

I want it.

@finn-dfw-u Alright now lemme get back in ya head. You look like a discombobulated philosophical butt-flake disabled Crip-walking crawfish half-eaten autistic autobot doin’ the cha-cha slide with seventeen naked mole rats in your basement, your grandmother got raped by a crouton with a Gucci belt in northern Idaho boy. Shut your dirty ass up boy, I swear to God I’m really gonna get to the slackin’ and rackin’ and dickita-dackin and flippin’ and rippin’ and dippin’ and slippin’ and pippin and dippin’ and rippin’ and tippin’ in ya fat ass, your name is DJ Trunks, more like DJ Skunks cause you smell like poop, you ugly ass bitch, you are dirty like shit. I caught you at picture day dressed up like a clown with no hair, said [singing some song that I don’t know mockingly], started singing Japanese songs to your girlfriend saying “Oaku, amanatai, amanakinasai-ya”. And then she bitch slapped you with a frying pan and licked your testicles and said “anuminum OKRRRR”. DUMBASS BOY, run that shit back.
Listen to me right now, Trunks. Tell me why you and your family did a GTA 5 heist on the T grizzly’s diamond-fuckin’-encrusted testicle, my boy, you look like a double-dipped, chocolate chip, cleft-lip, charcoal slim jim with a gargamel nose, a Mr. Crocker hunch back, no fuckin’ feet, nine-arm, seven-stomachs, two ball fades, your stepdad beat you with a whiffle ball bat. You’re curled up into a ball like an autistic bakugan. You live in a sophisticated mud hut, your washing machine is a bucket of water that you shake, and you brush your teeth with your grandpa’s back scratcher and you floss your teeth with zipline cables. I caught you jerking off in a porta potty with a Thanos gauntlet on while your grandmother got simultaneously buttfucked by a clan of chimpanzees dressed up as The Wiggles while she was snorting cott- fucking, Keemstar’s cotton candy Gfuel off of the back of a dirty toilet seat my boy, you are really ugly like shit. You are a walking glitch, “dJ tRuNkS”. Every time your Dad asks you a question at dinner, you say “okay, DRRRRRRRR”, and start fuckin’ lagging, you fuckin ugly ass boy, you breathe like shit boy, ugly ass boy. And I caught you giving a reverse cow rimjob to your tickle-me Elmo doll, and that bitch was like “Elmo! AUListen, listen, tell me why your math teacher made a diss track on you, he said “Yuh! DJ Trunks’ mom smellin’ like a skunk! I slipped the D-D-D-D-D, J, in his mama’s trunks!” Dumb ass boy! Now I’m really gonna get to the rippin, dippin, slippin and flippin. You look like a level 37 fucking Garchomp with an extendo-clip overbite. Your grandmother’s casket is a cheesesteak wrapper, and your grandfather got cremated in an easy-bake oven. NYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM. You are weird like shit, boy, now I’m really gonna get back in ya head. You live in a fuckin ostentatious orange, and your grandfather looks like a fuckin, uh, butt flake with Alzheimer’s that can’t remember his butt flake children. You are weird like shit, boy, run that shit back.
HH”, DUMBASS BOY run that shit back. Say something.

So I had a job, a very “simple” job

1. Find my old house
2. Break in
3. Find a cabinet full of dolls “cabbage patch kids”
4. See if they are worth anything

so im making my way to my old house, me and my friends all get there and I place my foot on the back door, I then inhale and brute fucking force the door down, “BAM” the door is off the hinges, so I walk in, house smells like 100 cans of bounce that ass, so we walk around, and around, and and fucking around, we filled a box with cat litter, piss, [many other unholy items] to throw off any followers, and then I found the dolls, the fucking dolls. And I pick up a lockpick, and try and open it quietly, then my insanity took over, so I picked up a rock and beamed it so hard at the glass door that it shattered instantly, and fell over, I then looked at the dolls, my eyes widening as I realized they were all fakes, so I walk out the house, head around front, and walk down the street, before I hear a cop car pull over beside me. I look back at the car and they ask me if I was in the house recently, before I could say a word, my friends gun it down the street, and I gun it as well, and for the next hour, I was “wanted” so I ran home, told my dad if anyone asks about me don’t say anything, swapped clothes and walked right past the police, before heading back to the house, smoking a blunt, and heading to the towers in order to make a bit of bread, ya feel me?

this was me at the age of 14.

DID THIS BITCH JUST SUMMON A DRAGON??? new fav

A Former User said in Longest roast to Use on a friend/Enemy >:):

bomb

FOOD

Supergluing a AI headset to someone and forcing them to play this, telepathic lobotomy

YIPPEE THATS MEEEE

Top Tier JJK Enjoyer and Minecraft

Halo

Zeera the Nightmare Jackal's 2nd account I do that all the time

Shazz_ almost a Cyclops lol

As the forums are getting ready to be shutdown, there are friendships that will be shattered, if not entirely broken, the battles we’ve faced were tremendous, some wins, and some losses, we have seen almost everything together from start, to the almost finish. And as I see it, I feel like we should NOT have to break ends this way, I have yet to meet all of you, and this truly upsets me, so, if you would’ve liked the chance to join me, I’m sorry for our not so introductions. And most importantly, I love you all

-Pot

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