Notme is clearly jealous because he didn't think of it first. Come to think of it, I don't think he's ever thought of anything first.
*yawn*
You're going to have to open that manpleaser a lot wider to get my meatstick down your throat, you AIDSy scabfarmer.
At least all 10 of my digits work properly, gimp.
Only because they cut the webbing between them when you started school. Two years late. After they booted you out of eighth grade when you hit 18, you put that ugly-ass facecunt to work in the alleys of Detroit, where you earned the $2 for the shelter, one quarter at a time.
That's a pretty nice story about your mom. Why don't you tell me about your father now?
He was a fireman who died saving 37 people during the WTC collapse on September 11, 2001, you insensitive bloody fartashitalittle.
So then that was you posting your phone number on the men's room door at MDW?
