that was so funny I almost spit out my vanilla bean with non fat coconut milk with exactly 2 1/2cups of sugar, four chocolate drizzles, 6 1/2 pumps of caramel, 2 expresso shots, extra whipped cream with a bit of strawberries on the top, chocolate chips, coconut flakes, two pumps of vanilla, one pump of hazelnut, banana slices mixed in, chocolate shaving coatings at the bottom, cinnamon, and a pinch of matcha powder

0/10 not enough meatboy.

Shut the ♥♥♥♥ up before I beat you with a trash can.

The snare in St.Anger sounds like they're beating on ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ trash cans.

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alright kid you obviously have no idea who i am so i'll go easy on you, hahahah. i've been to iraq over several hundred times and have never had more fear in my heart than the day i got lost in a market seperated from my mother it was a truely soul crushing experience (don't say you wouldn't be twice as scared) however unlike you i took that fear and converted it into power, willpower more specificly; more specificly so the will power fo fighting off ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ likes you. flashforward to the year 1996 i'm in afghanistan nothing in my hands but the blood of my fallen comprades here's me ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ myself when i see over 1000 terrorists on the horizon ''what a bother'' i mutter and beat them all down hand to hand combat. so now that you know a little bit more about yourself, ask yourself. do you feel lucky... punk?