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When I went to get my bed of nails last may, I got to visit the grave of one of my favorite Bassists…Paul Grey from Slipknot. I could tell this was his grave because of the skeleton flamingos
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I’ve been fascinated with this era of Cadillac for a very long time. 1959-1962. The fins, chrome, and pointed tail lights are what a goth midcentury modern nerd dreams of. I first came across them in high school, when I was the only girl in my shop classes and bullied for it. I eventually gave up, until 14 years later. I just finished my first…Read More
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Well, I passed my final exam with a 85, so now the summer is mine. I have so much work to do on my Cadillac and Vette. I can’t wait to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow, its a whole day to myself. I don’t got nothing to do.
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Studying with Miss Sassy ass, my Cane Corso girl. She sure is the most prissy princess I’ve ever met.
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Happy eclipse day! Although I was in class during the eclipse, we all stepped outside for a minute to see it.
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Sir Twiggums Drowensiel MCfuckerton The Third
i am the shit!
Born of Jamaican hell fire and taco bell, the devil took the nastiest shit he had ever taken, and it was painful! Screaming in sheer agony, the burning the stretching, the cramping, it replaced the pain felt during the fall from heaven. After 45 minutes of fecsl labor the dark lord spread his legs, pressed his hand against the walls and breathed deeply. After a few seconds of relaxing his rectum, ever muscle in his bucket tightened , and he screamed as loud as he could "who does number 2 work for?!" And put everything he had into this last push and finally relieve himself of the demon that resides in his bladder. "Who does number 2 work for!" He cried over and over again, he could feel the log crawling it's way out of his anus "Who does number 2 work for?!" As the last bit inched it's way he let out a vicious roar and just like that he heard the house that he was waiting an hour to hear "kerplunk" his entire body relaxed. Free of pain, free of torture, finally it was over. Leaning back in the tank with his arms dangling next to him. He sat with his eye softly close breathing deeply. He knew that one he'd start moving his butthole would start hurting; the throbbing was bad enough as it is. After a minute of letting the throbbing subside he planted his feet and leaned forward. After wrapping toilet paper around his hand he went to wipe his ass, then felt something grab him. In shock he stood up and turned around. He could feel the circulation of his hand being cut off. He watched with paralyzing fear as the demon rose out if the toilet towering above him. With a menacing voice the demon said "number 2 works for no one" then with the other hand grabbed Satan by the neck staring into his eyes with a furious hate and burned the dark lord to ash
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