09-05-2022, 10:10 PM
As usual, phaggots kept turning the lights back on after lights out, and that one douche was still revisiting Mayberry. An old phart with a walker traversed the entire length of the middle aisle of the dorm, leaving a foetid vapor trail in his wake.
I decided to go outside.
When I returned, these shitlords had somehow persuaded the smaht fone junkies to cease and desist. No Opie Cunningham, no shitty rap, no nothing.
I decided to go outside.
When I returned, these shitlords had somehow persuaded the smaht fone junkies to cease and desist. No Opie Cunningham, no shitty rap, no nothing.
