how do i pick my username?
btw i'm a girl
>>331373782
can i fuck your feet
>>331373782
DEAL'S
>>331373782
Last/first name in either order then some numbers with or without any significance.
>>331373782
Feet pix
>>331373782
I'm so, so, sorry in advance for what is about to happen. Trolls are going to come into the thread and they will be saying some very hurtful things about you. They will call you some very hurtful names. But none of those things are true. How could they possibly know? How could they possibly know how beautiful you really are? How sweet and compassionate you are? I'm so sorry about them, please do not let them hurt you.
>mfw thinking about you hurting
I just want to see you shine and flourish. You are so precious to me. I want to write poetry and sing songs about my love and adoration for you and all of your perfections. My name is Brian, by the way. I know that you're tired of all the assholes and jerks. I know how you feel baby doll. I know. I am different. I am the nicest guy you will ever meet, and if anything I'll be the one in the kitchen. I live in London. Please be in London.
>>331374128
>metaposting as a white knight
>>331374128
dude fucking cringe
>>331374128
Are you a supreme gentleman?
>>331374128
LONDON
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>>331374128
>mfw thinking about you hurting
Every time
>>331374128
Thanks for the pasta, family.
>>331373692
stick a bunch of letters and numbers into your ass. then shit some of them out, and there is your new username
>>331374335
>>331374369
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>>331374503
hello newfriends
I like monkeys. The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought that odd since they were normally a couple thousand each. I bought 200. I like monkeys. I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed. Then they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing. I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very well to their new environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive: they all died. They all just sorta' dropped dead. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200 throw rugs. I tried to flush one down the toilet. It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet monkey and 199 dead, dry monkeys. I tried pretending that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for a while, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real bad. I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately there was only enough room for two monkeys at a time so I had to change them every 30 seconds. I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish the fire. Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in my freezer, and 197 dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my monkeys and to use the bathroom. I tried throwing them way but the garbage man said that the city wasn't allowed to dispose of charred primates. I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My friends didn't know quite what to say. They pretended that they like them but I could tell they were lying. So I punched them in the genitals. I like monkeys.
