Quence making up an elaborate backstory to explain why she didn’t have any candy for the trick or treaters (she ate it all before they ever got to her doorstep)
My question is did you have someone haul your reinforced lazy boy recliner to the door, or did you sit in your obesity scooter and...
What the fuck does this even mean, you fat retards just insert the word nigger into anything as if it makes you interesting or makes what you’re saying meaningful or worthwhile. Kill ylurself.
I know that as a fatass your taste buds are blown out to the point you can’t taste the difference between fine dining and a CHEEKY NANDOS as you pasty British degenerates say, but there’s no way in fuck even a retard like you can genuinely think a shit poster like Benjamin cohen is remotely...
The space theme is fitting because you are about as massive and round as a small celestial object. If you were out in space nasa might try to observe you with a fly-by mission
members of the superior tribes (Jews and Samaritans) are given privileged access and control of the world’s banks. George Soros has allowed me to give all of you new credit scores, and I quote “I don’t care what you do to those nobody faggots, literally who is encyclopedia dramatica anyway...