I hate taking shits. Taking shits is the worst function of the human organism after sex. You have to sit on the most uncomfortable seat ever, then you have to go through so much pain to push the shit out of your asshole (not to mention sometimes they get stuck in there). And as if those weren't enough then you have to wipe, you have to take your hand along with toilet paper and shove it up your asshole, this process can sometimes take minutes out of your life, it fucking sucks.
TL;DR I hate shitting
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Come Down Kid (in Farsi)
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Disgrace to all Morosans
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Ｏｃｔａｖｉａｎ Ｍｏｒｏｓａｎ， ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｇｒｅａｔ ｇｒｅａｔ ｇｒａｎｄｐａｒｒｉａｎ， Ｉ ａｍ ｃｏｎｔａｃｔｉｎｇ ｙｏｕ ｆｒｏｍ ｂｅｙｏｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｇｒａｖｅ ｔｏ ｔｅｌｌ ｙｏｕ ｔｈａｔ ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ ａ ｄｉｓｇｒａｃｅ ｔｏ ａｌｌ Ｍｏｒｏｓａｎｓ ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ ｏｆ ｙｏｕｒ ｒｅｃｅｎｔ ｓｗｉｔｃｈ ｔｏ ｂｅｉｎｇ ａ ｃａｓｕａｌ． Ｐｌｓ ｎｏ Ｍａｓｅｒａｔｉ
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Kripp
lethal
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Amaz moans hard as Kripp gropes his smallish package. “Pepperoni” Kripp whispered into Amaz’s elvish ear, as they started making out. “Do…do I win?” Amaz says tentatively, as Kripp slowly tugs away his pants. “Your deck is crazy” Kripp says, as he flips Amaz on his back. “It’s lethal guys” Amaz says playfully, as he presents his Twisting Nether.
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Kripp
Hearthstone
KappaPride
what a underwhelming genesis
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time to say goodbye to my favorite game, what a underwhelming genesis. i hate to be that salty kid but hbox legit ruins it all. imagine how much bigger and better this game would be if he just played ulti. you guys can have him lol
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VGBootCamp
Super Smash Bros
Just as the founding fathers intended
I own a musket for home defense, since that's what the founding fathers intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.