me in conversation with someone i know in passing: oh hey, good to see you, how’s your day been? :-)
them: just another day of wanting the sweet release of death lmao *adjusts their kanken backpack with iron-on ufo and “hella rad but hella sad” patches* crippling depression amirite mdude? lmao (they are saying “lmao” out loud)
ok let’s be fucking real here. Pennywise wouldn’t be sweet and cuddly. Pennywise isn’t gonna fuck you nicely. Penny is gonna bend you over, push your face into the mud, rip your clothes off and take what’s his. He’s hungry. He’s gonna take all that pent up frustration from dealing with kids to rail you… pound you until your eyeballs fall out of your fucking skull.
y'all forgetting, that since he lives in the sewers, he likes it dirty. So y'all dont have to worry about douching, actually he even would be against it. And he wouldn’t mind the smell neither cuz it would give him a feeling of home ❤
the way men think eating meat feeds into their masculinity is so fucking funny like miss thing you didn’t wrestle that shit with your bare hands you took your dumpy ass to costco in your wife’s pt cruiser you might as well be a drag queen at this point
As I near 200,000 followers here at fishingboatproceeds, I just wanted to say Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.
this how we lost post editing and it was still worth it
