My pastor asked me to help this rentoid get his apartment ready for fire inspection since his landchad was threatening to kick him out for fire code violations. Being a good boy, I went over there to help him out.
First thing I saw were a bunch of mannequins dressed in women's clothing, with tripods and cameras next to them. His apartment was 96 degrees (I measured it with a thermometer), smelled like old people and cigarettes (he smoked in his room) and was covered in dust, porn (his screensaver, magazines, etc), and fraud. Also a few women's clothing magazines. Apparently he sits around all day writing consumer fraud lawsuits and trying to get banks which are run by the mob or sth. I can't get the smell out of my head (it's literally stuck in my sinuses and I don't have any peppermint oil or smelling salts).
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Invite him here
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keep yourself safe and I will
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arghhhh im.... ded
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Can I have 10,000 mbux please
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!slots10000
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If you sent it to me first you would've won jackpot btw
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*PSHHHHHHHHHHHHH* <- thats the sound of me pissing on you
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me drinking daddy's treat
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Hi ded I'm dad!
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