NightsEpiphany
Bluelighter
I find national humiliation, mortification, crucifiction and cruel, endless taunts about piling on a few extra pounds can help one to save on £1s in the food dept allowing one to exist on a £1.50 bag of veg uncle bens and soya sauce per day throughout the year long ordeal.
Someone threaten my fucking unicorn now? That was an overt threat to cook my unicorn!
hes feeling an angel. That common, mancy, smack head is feeling up an angel!
Someone threaten my fucking unicorn now? That was an overt threat to cook my unicorn!
hes feeling an angel. That common, mancy, smack head is feeling up an angel!



