IF YOU WERE KILLED TOMORROW, I WOULDN'T GO 2 YOUR FUNERAL CAUSE ID BE IN JAIL 4 KILLING THE SUCKA THAT KILLED YOU.
WE TRUE HOMIES.
WE RIDE TOGETHER.
WE DIE TOGETHER.
send A GUN to everyone you care about, including me if you care. See how many times this GUN is sent to you, if you get 13 your A TRUE HOMIE
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+rep good lawyer, convinced em i was just on the island for a coffee delivery

FR

Lets hangout with the goats

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My penis was going up and down dancing with explosions of ♥♥♥(Only later that day I found out my grandpa died at that moment of a heart attack because the sounds reminded him of bastogne when he was fighting the Germans). After a few second I realized I might drown because my juice covered the whole floor about two inch deep, I quickly slid across pools of ♥♥♥ gasping for air, I stood up and finally my ♥♥♥ gun started to relax. My mom came into the room shocked and disgusted, she yelled at me that I must see a doctor and get my manhood shortend or even removed. We had a fight for about three hours not noticing my grandpa was awfully quiet.