I spend all day working my ass off at the pasta factory trying to provide pasta to hard-working people all across the world. After a long day of work, I come to chat to unwind and have thought-driven discussions. When I get here, however, all I see is pasta after pasta. All I want to do is escape my miserable life, but you ♥♥♥♥♥ keep spamming.

Heyyy!! ^_^ Your dms are closed so I just wanted to say I finished your commission of roblox furry inflation porn! Do you want me to send it somewhere else or here directly?

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Ah clanka, don't hate me 'cause I'm perfect, clanka.
Maybe if you got rid of that yee yee ass haircut you got you'd get some grems on your lance.
Oh, better yet, maybe Gigi will call your robot ass if she ever stop binting bogos with that reaper or rapper she playing League with.

Clanka~~~

She's gagging and choking up food the entire stream.
She speaks with enthusiasm with words like "yummy! yummy! yummy!" and "yaaaaayy!!!"
You can hear her soul dying with every word she speaks and there's spat out pieces of half-eaten food on the table.
I'm pretty sure she'll vomit soon.
She is my oshi.

Bastardi, chiamo da Reggio Emilia, sono un assassino di meridionali. Vi ammazzo tutti bastardi pezzi di merda. Porcodio a tutti i napoletani romani di merda stronzi, siete della gente che viene schiacciata come topi maledetti stronzi figli di una cagna in calore. Io vi sp.. io spacco le fighe, le ovaie a tutte le vostre donne sporche. Venite su, puttane, che vi apro lo sterno e vi mangio il cuore e poi ve lo cago nella figa, brutte merde che non siete altro, sono un assassino di fighe.