What, exactly, was running through that fat girls mind when she tried to stand in the way of the truck?
Oh, right. Nothing.
What, exactly, was running through that fat girls mind when she tried to stand in the way of the truck?
Oh, right. Nothing.
Slowly scroll to the part where the car barely touches the waffle stomper who drops like a rancid bag of cottage cheese, while pretending to be hurt.
Slowly scroll to the part where the car barely touches the waffle stomper who drops like a rancid bag of cottage cheese, while pretending to be hurt.
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