Aren’t you supposed to look hot on a motorbike? Because you kind of DON’T. It’s okay I still love you and would have all of your babies. And don’t think I’m superficial because I’m picking on your GUT, TITS, and general mushiness. What about you, Whorleando? Do you pick your girlfriends out of fashion magazines?
The dingo is sucking the hotness right out of you. How many phucking times do I have to say this chit before it sinks in?
This will be my last post dedicated to you, Whorelando. You’re just not worth my time anymore (not that you ever were) and further, you’re sort of a rotten human being.