What the molnar did you just friggin say about me, you little duodenum. I’ll have you know my name is John, and I woke up this morning 5:30 sharp to the smell of wet bussy. I was buying runescape gold from two third party sites and slamming two traps (sheet was SO Cash), one was trying to fit my humongous 3 pound balls in her mouth while the other was choking halfway on my 18 and 3\8 inch ♥♥♥♥. She started to squirt hard, she was convulsing and having 6 nnnyeahehs at the same time. I gave it to them and they were on the floor squirting like motherfrigging fountains. Must have come about a quart of sperm and compressed air. Imagine your best ironman account, then multiply it by 35. I had to go to base camp so I front-flipped from my 14th floor barracks into my valet parked 2020 Ferrari (I got connexions). Pushed my sheet to about 4 hundo (mph, mind you) and I was at base camp in no time. When I entered, I became a top sniper and was granted access to the entire arsenal of the USMC. I learned how to kill someone in over 700 different ways and was assigned to be the leader of a squad that will kill 300 terrorists using gorilla warfare tactics. Also did 6000 push-ups, 8000 sit-ups and bench-pressed 30 plates in 16 minutes. After basic training, I met a network of secret spies who will help me trace your IP address, while eating gold plated sushi and 15,000 $ champagne. My unit got the rest of the day off and I became captain of our base’s football team and starter of the basketball team. I got straight A’s on the military entrance exams and received more awards. Meanwhile, you were jacking off to pictures on Facebook and naked drawn Japanese people. Went back in the Lambo to my barracks and now I am getting ready to go to sleep. I am going to graduate at the top of my class in the Navy Seals tomorrow and I want to look pretty much perfect for it. Don’t be a stranger and remember, I did more in one day than you will your entire life.