Q. What happens when what you thought was your destiny is never fulfilled?
A. It becomes your density.
Whichever one of you fuckers told me it was going to rain 3 days after this happens—FUUUUUCK YOU!! I bought a 99 cent umbrella and it never did. Eat shit motherfucker and I hope it rains on your parade.
You know what agitates me? That not even the fake bakers can fix the “post a reply” link at the bottom. FUUUUUCK YOU and your fake bakes. Pussy ass bitches. Suck my dick from the back!
Bushes bone men? Or the other way around?