
Why on Earth would you directly message me and tell me that you are OP’s other account and you are just replying with a different account to throw people off of the fact that you piss on carpets for fun? Why would you do that?!

Why on Earth would you directly message me and tell me that you are OP’s other account and you are just replying with a different account to throw people off of the fact that you piss on carpets for fun? Why would you do that?!

I’m not here to judge, just spread the truth.
As a Michigander, you’d never catch me wishing that upon my worst enemy. Shame on you.

OP said in another thread that he likes to get drunk and piss on the floor.


We didn’t invent it. We made it less stuffy though. Black Americans made it cool.


It’s not like I said “irregardless” or used “orgasm” instead of “organism”.
AI. GTFOH.
SHOTS FIRED
Holy shit, it actually exists. It’s called “Down for Love”.
Best advice I’ve ever given and not taken was:
LAWYER UP, HIT THE GYM, DELETE FACEBOOK.
But you could end up on a Netflix dating show, so that’s cool.
Fucking soupy spaghetti with macaroni noodles. GTFOH with that shit.
“Hey, Mom! Look at what I said to someone online!”


Let them eat limbs


People say that shit all the time, quit trying to feel smart online.
“I thought I was autistic. It turns out I’m retarded.”


I was worried until I read the first line:
“A 74-year-old man went to an emergency department in Florida with rapidly rotting limbs after jumping into the waters off Florida’s Gulf Coast.”
I won’t be stepping foot in Florida and I refuse to swim in the ocean as everything in it wants you dead.
That’s why football is called football. There’s only one kicker. One foot.
I’m not a big fan of goulash.
See? Opinions aren’t fun when not asked for.
That’s exactly what you said you would say in the DM.