you came here looking for something,
found nothing.
Now you wonder why you came,
Who to blame,
N how to shame.

So instead of being nice,
You will ♥♥♥♥ my m****r,
twice.

Poetry over.
I'll give you some info to latch onto to.
I'm old enough to be your dad, somehow can still aim, at times?

PS: If i am throwing your game, tough luck. Don't be a ♥♥♥♥ next time.