And yet, here you are eleven days later still at it. But you know, I'm the mad one. You're fucking boring, dude.
Day 12 and quarterpac is still assmad and obsessed with me. Still hasn't left the house. It's OK, little buddy, the lockdown in NZ there will end soon and you'll get to go outside again.
Dude I just got back from work it's monday night has your little joo hat fallen off?
And yet, here you are eleven days later still at it. But you know, I'm the mad one. You're fucking boring, dude.
Instead of rewording, he's resorted to c&ping. I'll give you some credit. Twelve days is definitely the longest I've had a retard angry with me. Oh wait, that's my credit. LMAO
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