We should do more harassment against 7bicycles for no reason. Not like he has been here for years.
not enough bicycles in my opinion
We should do more harassment against 7bicycles for no reason. Not like he has been here for years.
no it's definitely vague because i still don't know who or what you're talking about
you made a discord to play among us calm down
oh okay never mind
don't be so vulgar
hey i'm going to duncan's doughnuts would you like me to get you anything?
simpsons hit and run 2 to be a soulslike, matt groening confirms
no it's 100% real, i encourage you to read it
needs work i think
from chihuahua to the gulf, all of texas will be mulch
no i believe our comrade wholeheartedly
i find it a little hard to believe that usaid was funding a psyop on hexbear tbh. this site really isn't all that relevant
thank you for sharing your story, comrade. i was eagerly awaiting hearing from you again
gonna fuck you all up
oh i stand corrected. i'm partial to a bombay bad boy though
these are the best noodles for sure, but i don't think much of the flavouring
samyang has the best noodles but the flavour packets are mid
I am led to the wall where I will draw my last breath. As the rifles are loaded, I am asked what my last words will be.
"what if it was called sexbear instead lol," I say, scarcely heard over the breeze rustling through the trees overhead. The air between us is taut, a wire on the edge of snapping, before the first man breaks. A fast exhale turns into a hearty guffaw, and soon the firing squad is in hysterics, clutching at their sides.
"Why, we didn't realise you possessed such wit," gasped the captain through tears of mirth, "please accept our most heartfelt apologies." I size up the man in front of me. A mere 6 foot 3, with biceps the size of watermelons, I realise that he is no threat to me. In one swift motion I bring my hands to his throat (I had escaped from the handcuffs prior) and snap his neck like one would break a twig. The other men have no time to react before I am on them, clawing in bestial rage and rendering them giblets.
I depart the camp bathed in the blood of my rivals, arm in arm with a beautiful woman who had passed by, and was drawn to my wild physique. I think to myself on the e
idk maybe, all i know is they make a horrible noise and blunt knives
when i come to power the first thing i will do is make glass chopping boards illegal