Spykee

Petrichor is available as perfumes. Spray it where you fancy and bob’s your uncle.
For your mango kink, go test Wanted By Night By Azzaro, to me, it smells like mango leaves/mango seed, ymmv.

So you are a butt guy.
Nice!!!

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My Family?
Fuck, I am against my privacy means. Shit gets too much for me sometimes. I also want to be an ignorant idiot and just trail naked online while doing fuck nothing to keep my shit private.
Bbbuuttttt…that’s not what we do.
We put in the extra effort, we go that extra mile to keep ourselves hidden and cover our tracks. So that those pesky piglets don’t come snooping around, steal our info and then pimp us out to other oinking piggies.
We do it all.

Counter strike.
Any version of it.
Fucking meaningless piece of work.
I mean, it’s a really simple game, but it’s only because of the players’ skills that the game has kept making it one of the most played games of all time.
So, there’s no depth to it. No story. Just a bunch of racially-insensitive idiots shooting at each other.
The CS “2”, is again an iterative. Looks pretty, got new maps and shit and a truck load of gambling-training transactions.
I cannot see the reasons why such a stupid game can keep players coming back to it. Been doing my “research” since I sprouted wispy beard, I can now tell how cold the weather would get just from the pain in my knees, so don’t even think about coming at me, I’ll knife you with my Karambit before you even load, punk!
All hail our Lord and saviour, father Gabe!

So you are into pegging. We know brah!
It’s tots normal my man. We all are, we all love it. You were just living under a rock.
Good thing your woman has patience.
Happy for you and your dom gurl!

You do you boi.
Or, more correctly, you did you.
Like they say, nerds rock!\

Fuckin nerd!
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Probably a kiss-less virgin too.
Playing with rocks & old papers all day…

…that I am a major fuck-up!
Seriously, had I had even an iota of inclination, I would not have done things that have landed me where I am today.
I could’ve moved to a small town, sold ice-cream from a dinky little shop and lived a peaceful life. But my totally not supportive brain kept talking to me to pursue the ultra-pro-max-difficult things like science and research! I cry everyday.
Fuck you brain! I wish you the worst.

#justice for pillows

hmu

You can delete Google from your life.
But Google will never delete you from within itself.
You will live in its memory forever.

:(

We don’t mention either of those here.

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Yo, what fucking timeline is this?
Fucker Carlson saying something sensible?
The bile-stain looking, blood sucking, bratty dickward Fucker fucking Carlson?
Where’s my Aspirin?

Glad to know your government fucks you too.

Super easy.
You need a couple of instant noodles packs & gorilla glue.

It’s the same on this part of the planet.
Same suggestion to you.
Forge a new one. Make yourself younger/older, male/female, gay/ultra max gay and then use that to watch all sorts of kinky stuff.
Profit.