Fruit Dubstep
 
 
Today is going to happen.

Are you?
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Скорошна дейност
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последно пускане 4 март
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Zaliant 28 апр. 2024 в 13:57 
I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm
DirtyBird 15 февр. 2023 в 17:08 
bro wears the day 2 vow emblem with pride kekw
ItFiresInSpurtz 12 септ. 2022 в 16:33 
plays like a loser with heat rises scout and does nothing but that
Leshy 19 май 2022 в 13:42 
Tell nogi he b!tch too hahaha
Leshy 19 май 2022 в 13:41 
cheating dumbb b!tch lmao
☆Chiitan☆ 18 май 2022 в 15:23 
I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm