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I shave my cock hair with a pair of scissors, because my razor broke.
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I want to bang the Kiwifarms Slobbermutt so goddamn bad. I can't stand it anymore.

Every time I go to Kiwifarms I get drenched. I've seen literally every MATI there is online. My dreams are nothing but constant fucking sex with Null. I'm sick of ovulating every month and knowing that those eggs were meant to be fertilized by Null's boysauce. I want to have his mutant italian/white babies.

Fuck, my fucking mom caught me posting on the Kiwifarms. I was just posting cringe AI art I made of Null. She hasn't said a word to me in 10 hours and I'm worried she's gonna take away my laptop. I might not ever get to hear Joshcore again.
 
I want to bang the Kiwifarms Slobbermutt so goddamn bad. I can't stand it anymore.

Every time I go to Kiwifarms I get drenched. I've seen literally every MATI there is online. My dreams are nothing but constant fucking sex with Null. I'm sick of ovulating every month and knowing that those eggs were meant to be fertilized by Null's boysauce. I want to have his mutant italian/white babies.

Fuck, my fucking mom caught me posting on the Kiwifarms. I was just posting cringe AI art I made of Null. She hasn't said a word to me in 10 hours and I'm worried she's gonna take away my laptop. I might not ever get to hear Joshcore again.
I didnt know there was a female version of this copypasta
 
One time when I was like 12 at disney world, we went on one of those steamboats that take you places around the resort we were at and I was super into US Presidents at the time so naturally I told the lady running the steamboat a fun fact about how James Monroe was the first president to ride a steamboat in 1823 or something. She appreciated that little fun fact and said thanks. And then me and my family got off the steamboat. Then later when we went back on the steamboat, I wanted to tell that fun fact again to the person running the steamboat (assuming that there was a different person running the steamboat) so I went up and told the lady (somehow not realizing she's the same woman I told that fun fact to not that long ago) about it again. And she again appreciated that and she gave thanks to me (likely because she didn't want my feelings hurt or something) and then I sat back down on my seat feeling proud of myself for giving someone knowledge about US Presidents (or something). It wasn't until my mom told me that she was the same lady I already told that fun fact to that I realized what I have done. I felt like such a moron after that.
 
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One time when I was like 12 at disney world, we went on one of those steamboats that take you places around the resort we were at and I was super into US Presidents at the time so naturally I told the lady running the steamboat a fun fact about how James Monroe was the first president to ride a steamboat in 1823 or something. She appreciated that little fun fact and said thanks. And then me and my family got off the steamboat. Then later when we went back on the steamboat, I wanted to tell that fun fact again to the person running the steamboat (assuming that there was a different person running the steamboat) so I went up and told the lady (somehow not realizing she's the same woman I told that fun fact to not that long ago) about it again. And she again appreciated that and she gave thanks to me (likely because she didn't want my feelings hurt or something) and then I sat back down on my seat feeling proud of myself for giving someone knowledge about US Presidents (or something). It wasn't until my mom told me that she was the same lady I already told that fun fact to that I realized what I have done. I felt like such a retard after that.
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One time when I was like 12 at disney world, we went on one of those steamboats that take you places around the resort we were at and I was super into US Presidents at the time so naturally I told the lady running the steamboat a fun fact about how James Monroe was the first president to ride a steamboat in 1823 or something. She appreciated that little fun fact and said thanks. And then me and my family got off the steamboat. Then later when we went back on the steamboat, I wanted to tell that fun fact again to the person running the steamboat (assuming that there was a different person running the steamboat) so I went up and told the lady (somehow not realizing she's the same woman I told that fun fact to not that long ago) about it again. And she again appreciated that and she gave thanks to me (likely because she didn't want my feelings hurt or something) and then I sat back down on my seat feeling proud of myself for giving someone knowledge about US Presidents (or something). It wasn't until my mom told me that she was the same lady I already told that fun fact to that I realized what I have done. I felt like such a retard after that.
Is that the steamboat where Jimbo had the "rape incident"?
 
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