Author Topic: stufflord and the stuffposting  (Read 28296 times)


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Don't you have children's dreams to crush, Ricky-boy?

first ElectronicRick rips me with his putt-putt bullstuff, and you're joining that guy's side.

clearly you to need a reality check because your attitude loving sucks, so be prepared for the sandstorm drama of the century, you pricks
oh yeah? huh? well if you drama me i'll lock your thread in a second chump

yeah that's right, i got the master key. why don't you putt putt your putter back to whence you came, buckaroo

buckaroo
Them's fighting words, you billy brown pinko greeny. Oath, you sound like a right Shiela looking for a minted root at the back of a Woolies. Don't be a crammed-date tart.

I'll brick your lights, mate.

Them's fighting words, you billy brown pinko greeny. Oath, you sound like a right Shiela looking for a minted root at the back of a Woolies. Don't be a crammed-date tart.

I'll brick your lights, mate.

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