She's got weak wrists lmao
Obviously the song should be "Army of Me."
Incredibly within a half mile walk of the trailer there are four hotels, from the comfortable Candlewood Suites to the questionable Rodeway Inn...along with a Flying J truck stop north of the Wendy's. Think we know where she's "staying".
Assault with [her] vomit in a suicide by cop asphyxiation aggravated-rape-battery grand larceny indecent lewd over exposure after the fact(with prejudice) murder suicide.
We all know aNAL's poison womb is a harsh barren hellscape full of stalactites and stalagmites desolate with a bitter wind laced with the stench of 10,000 aborted cheeseburgers and the ghosts of all her murdered kittens. Their only child could have been their shared tape worm, hahahahahayesssstttthhhh. Long live Ozzy mothafucka!
Yea but Cobra went down on her with his mouth, that he doesn't brush and his teeth are literally rotting out of his head. The bacteria that was mixed up in that death pit could very well evolve into a new organism that could destroy this world. It could be in hibernation waiting for the right time to ooze out into a damp cardboard box.
Cobes somehow did a more poetic "I can fix her". I'm huffing all the hopium I can that he's finally realised that's simply not possible.
gross. bigger girls look better thin.
It seemed to me like a rapport building technique, like we are the same kind of person with a compliment.