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Here's to a Christmas filled with high FPS, low ping, and epic wins! May your loot be legendary, and your gaming chair be extra comfy. Merry Christmas, gamer friend!!

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Hello. I am a 15 year old Rhinoceros. The only problem is that my horn on my head is soft and limp. As you may know this is very devastating to a rhino like myself. If there are any rhinos out there that can help me with my problem it would be appreciated. Please dont copy paste this. This is my story

Hello. I am a 15 year old Rhinoceros. The only problem is that my horn on my head is soft and limp. As you may know this is very devastating to a rhino like myself. If there are any rhinos out there that can help me with my problem it would be appreciated. Please dont copy paste this. This is my story

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SPESS MEHREENS! TODAY, THE CUSTOMERS ARE AT OUR DOORS! WE KNOW OUR BURGERS, AND WE WILL COOK THEM! WE FRY FOR OUR HONAH AS BLUD REVENS, AS SPESS MEHREENS, AND WE FRY IN THE NAME OF THE EMPRAH!

IF WE FEHL AN ORDAH, WE WILL MAKE IT AGAIN AND GIVE A DISCOUNT! BUT WE WILL NOT FEHL, NO, IT IS THE CUSTOMER WHO WILL TASTE OUR DELICIOUS GRILLED MEAT.

AS YOU KNOW, MOST OF OUR BATTLE BURGERS ARE STORED IN SPESS, PREPARED TO DEEP FRY! OUR LARDERS HAVE BEEN PREPARED SHOULD THE CUSTOMERS BE SO BOLD AND FOOLISH TO COME BACK FOR SECONDS! WE HAVE PLACED MULTIPLE FRYCOOKS ALLOWING FOR MULTIPLE, SIMMULTANEUS DEVAHSTATING DEEP FRIES.

THE CODEX CLOGGEDARTERIES NEMES THIS MANUVAH HEART PAIN! WE WILL DESCEND UPON THE BURGAHS, WE WILL OVERWHELM THEM, WE WILL LEAVE NONE UNFRIED! MEANWHILE, OUR CASHIERS WILL ENSURE THE DEFENSE OF OUR HEADQUARTERS!

WE ARE THE SPESS MEHREENS! WE ARE THE EMPRAH'S FRYCOOKS!

I continue to pray to Allah as a true servant of God under Islam. Infidels playing sinful 'interactive mediums' such as 'Large Steal Automatic 5' and 'Crimson Ensemble 2: Champion of Stalingrad' are not connected to Allah and shall be cleansed when their retribution comes. While filthy American infidels listen to Haram music such as Lady Gag and Riwanda, I listen to 100% Halal nasheeds preaching the greatness of Allah and Islam. Sharia law is the only way. Allah hu ackbar.

Why Do All These Homosexuals Keep Sucking My ♥♥♥♥?
Commentary • Opinion • human interest • sex • gay & lesbian • ISSUE 44•26 ISSUE 41•27 • Jul 6, 2005
By Bruce Heffernan

Bruce Heffernan

Look, I'm not a hateful person or anything—I believe we should all live and let live. But lately, I've been having a real problem with these homosexuals. You see, just about wherever I go these days, one of them approaches me and starts sucking my ♥♥♥♥.

My soft-shelled tuna taco was trembling like Vanessa Feltz's diesel-powered vibrator. If I don't get a stinky pinky to get my tuna tunnel tears dribbling from my shame portal, his washington monument is going to leave my velcro triangle resembling a stuntman's knee. Some girls are happy just to dial the rotary phone when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a number of chillies in my cod canyon and a 15" spiked vibrator up my marmite motorway. Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his bugger king probed deeper into my turd-herder. There was creamy load weeping from his spam dagger and I was wetter than an Italian cruise ship. We were ready for more.

Don't speak to me in such an ungrateful manner, I've seen things that would make rape look legal. Today I was walking down central park, showing off my jeggings when an old armenian man wearing nothing but a smile emerged from the bushes. In his right hand he was brandishing his massive wang which he had sharpened to fine point, and in his left he was holding his enormous balls like some wickedly perverted sword and shield combo. He grabbed me and turned me around, threatening to stab me with his sword-penis. Law enforcement arrived soon but the man's massive balls prevented them from closing the distance. I knew I had to act fast, so using the ancient techniques I learned in Vietnam, I elbowed the man in his stomach and took hold of his sword-penis. With expert finesse, I twirled it around and plunged it into the man's eye socket. He collapsed, impaled by his own genitalia. The moral is it's never a bad idea to learn how to handle ♥♥♥♥, it could literally save your life.

Some girls are happy just to buff the muff when they're alone, but I can't get off without having my fist in my carp cavity and a number of chillies up my ring piece. He launched a giant colon cobra on my droopies just so he could lap it up like a bulldog eating porridge. The feeling of his love piss frothing down my throat got my shrimp sap flowing quicker than greased ♥♥♥♥ off a shiny shovel. If I don't buff the muff to get my beige slime frothing from my mound of love pudding, his womb ferret is going to leave my vertical smile resembling a stamped bat. Now, I've seen more foreskins than a rabbi during a baby boom, but the sight of his eight inches of throbbing pink jesus made my sex wee froth like a hungry pig at a trough.

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