Based on fucking what? BASED ON FYCKING WHAT? You fucking cunt, you notherfucker. All I read is "based based based cringe cringe based", can't you fucking come up with anything else? It feels as if I'm talking to people with fuckijng dementia or something and they keep repeating the same fucking words on loop. BASEd ON FUCKING WHAT??? THE BIBLE? THE OXFORD DICITONARY? MY HAIRY ASSHOLE? OH my God just shut the fuck up it's like you can't form a coherent sentence without using one of these saturated, retarded words that lost all meaning overtime. "BASEE BASED BASED CRINGE CRINGE WOKE REDPILL CRIMGE WOKE GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU CUNT YOU FUCking asshole you bitch you cunt little shit

Okay so yes this is serious, I'm struggling recently with figuring out how to wipe and wash my ass. I know how this sounds.

I recently started hearing that I smell like poop and shit everywhere I go and it caused me to change habits and second guess my self.

My family keeps saying I smell fine but I know I sometimes smell poop when I start to walk sweat and this is embarrassing as fuck at work.

So just to be specific so people can actually help me figure this out. When I wipe I try to only wipe the exterior, am I supposed to wipe with a little bit of pressure or? Just softly wipe it like I would if I got sauce on my mouth when eating?

And showering I rinse whole body, then wash, then start on booty I rinse the booty then I scrub taint and crack with a wash cloth then rinse then do it again. Am I supposed to scrub like the outside of my booty hole?

This mornin I woke up. Had to take a big shit. It fuckin HURT. I started to tear up. I felt the fuckin tears well up in my face and shit. Like a bitch. See… I been eatin a buncha Mac n cheese cuz I read Mac n cheese was great for endurance athletes. But I didn’t weigh the cons before I started. After three weeks of eating 12 servings of Mac n cheese a day my stools are so firm they often draw blood when I pass them. I didn’t want to finish that restroom trip. But I fucking did. I squeezed as hard as I could, gnashed my teeth against one another until I felt my pulse in my eardrums. I thought I’d ruptured a blood vessel or somethin. But fuck it. I took a shit. Even though it hurt. Even though it was painful. Even though I didn’t want to. And I wanted to share this story with y’all so you know it’s possible. To never fucking quit. No matter what. Stay Hard.

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When asked “why vibrators?”, illusory leader and mastermind of a generation Tim Cook replied “Well, sex toys is always the last frontier of technology. It’s what this is all for anyway. It’s the eventuality of every start-up and major corporation.” Cook went on to elaborate “And besides,” he said as he took a menacing bite of an ungarnished corn dog, “Apple customers love to get fucked in the ass.”

shes not that hot tbh and kinda looks like natsuki from doki doki literature club which is hella weird

plus her feet are not that great I have seen better at the public pool

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Speed - Fuck you mean “no?” *no* like I mean, like what? Nigga what? Huh… come on like talk bro! Stop doing that, “har, harrr rur narr uhuh *bark*!” Talk, bro!

Ben - Yes.

Speed - Alright, so you ready now, okay… basically what I’m saying is that… you should change your body language, change… your facial expressions, I’m sitting here trying to make friends with you. I made… I already made friends with Tom, Angela, uhhh, you know the baby and all that, I just wanna be, I wanna be…

Ben - Yes.

Speed - Alright, yeah aight, okay, thank you- okay, see we, okay we getting somewhere… alright I love you, I love you… basically I just wanna- I wanna… I wanna make this… I wanna make this between me and you. I wanna, I just wanna be friends with you. I wanna talk to you, I wanna be friends with you, without nothing, like no, uhh… no…

Ben - Uhh.

Speed - Alright. Don’t start that. Come on now.

Ben - Yes.

Speed - Okay, so you ready. I just want to be friends, that’s all I wanna be. I wanna be friends.

Ben - Yes.

Speed - Okay, we friends now?

Ben - No.

Speed - Man fuck I da ha ha ha ha duh ha huh huh huh huh huh.

[Speed continues to act distressed and appears angry.]

Ben - No.

Speed - What? What? What? What do you wanna get yo ass beat?

Ben - Uhh.

Speed - (angrily) I’m not fucking playing with you bruh.

Ben - Uhh.

[Ben then hangs up the phone after approximately 8 seconds of silence.]

Speed - Did you just hang up the phone on me?

Ben - (in a lower pitch) Did you just hang up the phone on me?

Speed - Now you gonna copy me?

Ben - Now you gonna copy me?

Speed - (angrily) Are you fucking serious?

Ben - Are you fucking serious?

[Speed begins to make noises that can only be described as growls and barks.]

Speed - Mrow! Mrooow!

Ben - Mrow! Mrooow!

Speed - Mroouoow! Ouooouhuooooaoooaoo! Uahhhh!

Ben - Mroouoow! Ouooouhuooooaoooaoo! Uahhhh!

Speed - Uhoooh! Zup! Zuauahop! Uhahah! Oahuhhh! Huh! Hah! Hah! Huhahhahah! Ooh oh hah haah! Hah! Oohhhah! Oohzah! Ohhhaah! Ohaaahzebur!

Ben - Uhoooh! Zup! Zuauahop! Uhahah! Oahuhhh! Huh! Hah! Hah! Huhahhahah! Ooh oh hah haah! Hah! Oohhhah! Oohzah! Ohhhaah! Ohaaahzebur!

[Ben then proceeds to hang up the phone.]

Ben - *chuckles*

Speed - Man fuck this bitch.

[End of transcript]

A MAN HAS BEEN SPOTTED PROTESTING IN MOSCOW

START THE FSB TRUCKS

Привет!

BUILD THE TRUCKS

ALERT PUTIN

COVER IT UP

THE NEW RUSSIAN PROTESTS 2021-2022 SERIES COLLECTION FROM LEGO CITY

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*each set sold separately*

*(not available in russia)*

*(limited supply in ukraine)*

You see my father was a neckbeard cisgender sissy incel cuck… and a fiend. One day he comes home more neckbearded than usual, mother takes her big black dildo to defend herself. He doesn’t like that. Not. One. Bit. He grabs his fleshlight and shoves it in her vagina, laughing as he does it. Puts his penis in the fleshlight and asks her “why so serious?”. She shoves the dildo up his ass “let’s put a smile on that face!” And… 4 months later I was born.

zips up

what was the question again?

As the sunset dimmed more and more, Shrek settled into bed, alongside his faithful husband of 5 years, Sonic the Hedgehog. “Eh, Soni-poo, ya mind turnin’ the lights off? I’m not feelin’ so naughty today. Maybe we can play around tomorrow.” Sonic replied, a tinge of anger on his lips; “Why not, Shrek? We haven’t had sex in 2 years. Every night. Every damn night, you tell me you aren’t feeling naughty.” Shrek contemplated telling Sonic the truth about his abstinence (Him and Donkey were having an affair, because Sonic couldn’t compete with the tightness of Donkey’s bussy), but he decided against it. “Well, Soni-poo,” he continued, “Maybe we can, I don’t know, try it again tomorrow?” Sonic was seething with rage. Why? Why had god forsaken him yet again? His last relationship with Amy hadn’t pleased him at all. He was always the one giving dick, and now that he was on the bottom taking it, he had barely gotten any. He thought hard about how to approach the situation, and chose the only way he knew how. He would have to ride Shrek’s ogre cock by force. As soon as Sonic made sure Shrek was asleep, he slowly crawled out of bed and spin-dashed to the other end of the room. He wound up, and by the time Shrek sat up wondering what was going on, his mouth was full of Sonic-Cock. Shrek smiled through the mouthful of blue dick. “Oh, so ya wanna play, do ya, Sonic?” Shrek flipped Sonic over using only his brute strength and started stroking Sonic’s tiny cock with his thumb and forefinger. The sexual tension was crushing as Sonic’s moans filled the room entirely. “Oh yes, Shrek, go faster! You know I love going fast!” Shrek was so aroused at Sonic’s girlish moans that he whipped out his dick and mounted Sonic, pushing all 13 inches of ogre cock deep inside his neon blue asshole. “Yes Shrek, fuck me harder!” Shrek went faster, and Sonic was in so much pain that he passed out. At that exact same moment, Shrek shot his green ogre-load all over Sonic’s face. To Shrek, it was a masterpiece far greater than that of any onion. “I love you, Sonic.” “Oh, Shrek. I love you too.”

Dear Ms.McGaan:

Thank you for your interest in Harvard College.
After careful consideration of your application, I am sorry to inform you that we are unable to offer you a place in the class of 2019. This year’s application pool was the strongest in the College’s history, and we are unable to offer admission to every student, regardless of their proficiency in “dank memes”, or their level of “Swagg moneyyyy.” Although your GPA and ACT scores were certainly up to our standards, your essays raised some eyebrows at the admissions meetings. For future reference, it is not wise to start an essay with the words, “listen here u little shanks” and end with “McGaan out drops mic” We also didn’t need a copy of your mixtape, regardless of how “fire” it is (one admissions counselor actually listened to it, and we are pretty sure 40 minutes of you making animal noises is not “fire”). In addition, we will be returning your copy of Grownups 2 signed by Chancellor Angela Merkel, because you said it’s your “greatest possession” and we don’t want it. We also suggest obtaining recommendation letters from teachers or trusted members, not “my #4 side ho Derek” or Chief Keef, who submitted a picture of a dinosaur drawn in crayon on a rolling paper.
We greatly appreciate your interest in Harvard, and we offer our best wishes of success as you pursue your educational goals.

Biracial guys seem cornball to me
Not all of them are of course but a lot of them are just swagless
Most of them can be cool though. This is based on from encounters that I've had
usually they dress wack and wear uncool sneakers. Even the celebrities who have money
Drake is the exception, yes he makes great music and he gets bad chicks.
Evan Ross is another one who has that swag.
But Derek Jeter, Klay Thompson, Christopher "Kid" Reid,
Chris Brown isn't biracial but he's fly

Maybe just lighter skinned Black men in general never really have to be fly because women fawn over them based on their light skin and some who have wavy "Good Hair"
just an opinion

1 2 oatmeal. Kirby is wanted on 4 counts of homicide and 7 counts of grand theft larsony. Kirby was last seen in dreamland sucking off bark from those weird faced trees. Officers tried to detain Kirby, but he managed to escape by eating them whole. There were absolutely no survivors, but we managed to recover this information off of the live feed from one of our Officers bodycams: We believe that Kirbys current motives are to overtake King Dedede and "wear his ass like a helmet". We can only speculate the motives. His partner, Meta Knight, was also seen blowing a guy in the alley. If you see Kirby, do not approach him. If he offers you oatmeal, he's trying to fuck you. DO NOT approach him. He will get inside of you any way he can. He is a dangerous and lethal character. Do not go near him. I know this first hand, because when i was in the field, and he was just a new suspect, i thought "aww thats just a lil pink blob he's not gonna do anything" but i was wrong. Dead wrong. When i first saw Kirby, i approached him as a normal traffic stop i figured no just a normal run of the mill traffic stop, he was going 125 mph in a school zone, normally 10 mph there but thats fine, i figured i might just give a 20 $ fine, give him a pat on the back and say hey, don't do that again. But when i approached Kirby, to tell him his misjustice that day, that he performed that day, that he enacted, i asked him: "Why'd you do it? Did you know that you were going 125 mph in a School zone?" And what he said next i will never be able to shake this memory. He looked at me, and he just said nothing, he smiled. I said "Sir, are you intoxicated?" And he said to me: -* Kirby sucking noises *- And then it happened... No! what Are you doing! Thats my dick! No! NOOOOO!! I haven't had a dick ever since. My wife, she, she left me. So. If any of our Officers see Kirby, you shoot him! You kill him dead, okay! He took my fucking dick! You kill him! Shoot him in the goddamn lil pink fucking butthole things he has that he calls fucking arms and legs and where... Fuck Kirby. I hate Kirby. You need to kill him, he is a threat! Got it? Dismissed.

Why do you fap to lolis? That's fucking disgusting! They are literally children, they are meant to look like children, they are drawn as children. Many of the lolicons claims not to be sexually 40 KB JPG attracted to children, but they fap to lolis. If that's the case, why are they exclusively fapping to porn pictures of drawn children, they look like children, they act like children, everything. Why stop at lolis if you are so sure that you are not actually sexually attracted to children? Why not fap to the adult versions of anime characters if you are not sexually attracted to children. There are people out there that claim not to be attracted to actual adults in the real world, but instead they fap to anime adults. But you know what? They still admit to being sexually aroused by adults, they are fapping to anime characters that look like adults. Why should lolicon be any different from being aroused by children? Just because its anime doesnt make it any different, It fundamentally propagates the same thing, fucking a child. If you fap to lolicon, you are fapping to characters that are made to be children, and characters that ARE children, which categoracly makes you a pedophile. Feel free to cope.

I'm struggling to find a job due to a series of mental/emotional hang-ups. What should I do?

I'm a 21 year old college student currently looking for a part-time job so I can have a steady income. I've practically flunked out now so I'm switching to community college to change majors and try again, this will be my second time changing majors. I have been "searching" for 2 months now. I began in early January, and have spent that time doing about as little as I could have, hence the quotation marks. This is partially because I feel humiliated when I think of doing entry-level jobs like the ones I've applied for. I feel like people who see a fat ugly guy with dandruff and acne stocking at Safeway will think I'm a piece of shit and judge me silently. It makes me scared of working at all. I have some social anxiety as well, it took me 2 days of working myself up to go to Safeway right when they open (so there are less people) and sign the application sheet they have on a little table and I had to circle around the place a couple times pretending like I was shopping before I worked up the will to do it. I could go to a nursery nearby and ask a cashier if they're hiring, hypothetically, but when I think about it I get hung up on thoughts like "well what if they tell me they don't know and I look stupid or someone in line judges me for trying to work at a nursery or blah blah blah". For both, no matter how irrational my concerns, it's like there's a solid concrete wall between me and the source of my anxiety. Understanding the absurdity of my fears has done little to motivate me.

I've spent 95% of my days for the last year+ sitting in this chair in front of this computer doing things like watching YouTube videos, browsing reddit, playing video games, reading the news, and watching pornography. I have had a few successes in this latest two months though. For example, a few weeks in I managed to get myself to apply to Costco, but I still haven't heard back. I then lied to my dad saying that I had applied to 3 different places so that he wouldn't think I was doing nothing, which in hindsight was a bad move because it made him think I've done more than I have which makes him think I should have greater results than I have which makes the revelation of my indolence more likely and potentially more catastrophic.

Continuing with my successes: I've started showering more often, I applied to Safeway just a few days ago (haven't heard back from them either), I got a haircut, and I did a few load of laundry so I have clean clothes now. However, I still brush my teeth around once a week, there is still a pile of clothes in my room that might have bugs in it, I blew off two volunteering opportunities at a food bank (which I took at the demand of my exasperated father), and despite telling myself I would apply to 5 more places today I have yet again done nothing with my precious time. My father attempts to motivate me with speeches about how I have to go out there and "socialize, leave the house, do something". He raised his voice a few days ago when I told him about how I've been struggling to do things in the day because I wake up at 3:00 in the afternoon, which makes me not want to talk to him anymore. I think he's going to kick me out if don't do something soon.

Please tell me what I should do. This isn't going well.

Alright, so here’s the dealio.

I have a large Italian family with many cousins, uncles, aunts, nephews, et cetera. Every once in awhile we’ll all gather up to celebrate the anniversary of our great grandparents’ wedding, a special occasion marking the creation of our family. They’re long gone now, but it’s the memory that counts, and we celebrate by cooking a feast for the ages, rivaling thanksgiving dinner.

Now upon the eve of this anniversary all “da boys” (as us men in the family affectionately call ourselves) gather up and go to a famous local bar in downtown Boston. They only accept cash, very “old school” feel to the place, but it makes for some great stories. Usually the place is a blast, with all sorts of banter and drunken shenanigans occurring, but not last night...

Now before I divulge the details, I ought to give some background as to how I fit into this family. Where my father and I are well integrated into the family, my mother is quite the outsider. She comes from wealthier, southern origins, around the mid-Atlantic part of the country. Because of this, she’s always viewed the family as “working class”, with her posh accent sticking out like a sore thumb at gatherings of Bostonians. By extension, I’ve always felt I had to prove to my family that I can “hang” with them so to speak, and in a way I worry that they see my mom as the woman who pulled my dad away from their tight knit circle.

Now let’s cut back to last night at the bar. Laughs, drinks, and stories all around the bar as we enjoy ourselves. My cousin Vinny invites me and some of the younger guys to play truth or drink. At this point I’m already quite drunk, but accept for the fun of it. A few questions in and Vinny asks me “how big is your dick? I know you’re packing a huge one Anon, right?”

Of course my other cousins all groan with embarrassment, but I foolishly answer instantly, unaware of the ramifications of my response.

“4.5 inches” I say too confidently, and suddenly all eyes are on me.

“Drink anon, I know you’re bullshitting me man!” says Vinny, with a twinge of nervous angst in his voice.

“I’m serious Vin, that’s all I got, haha”

Dead silence. I gaze across the bar to see my entire family looking in shock and awe at my response. Vinny attempts to get everyone focused back on the game, and everyone resumes at a quieter tempo, but I knew that I had just majorly fucked up.

After leaving the bar, my uncle Paul pulls me aside, puts both hands on my shoulder and says “Kid, please tell me you’re just fucking around about your cock size”

“No paul, Jesus what the fuck is your problem?” I say indignantly

“Anon, don’t you know everyone in this family is packing fat schlong? For Christ sakes I’m on the smaller side and still clock out around 7 inches.”

“So what? Why the hell does penis size matter to you so much?” I’m starting to get worried at this point, I’ve never seen Paul look at me with such intensity.

“Matter to me? It’s matters to the whole damn family! Cock size is more than a number, it quantifies your entire personality. You can’t call yourself a member of this family if your walking around with a fucking baby carrot between your legs”

Paul went on explaining the history of this family, and how the men found success through leveraging their superior cocks, both literally and figuratively. According to him, my dad was somewhat of a legend, with a massive 10 inch meat cannon. Apparently during a final 200 meter dash in highschool, my father won by enlarging his penis so much and preformed a pelvic to win the race. I always felt like I never lived up to my father’s athletic record, but now I know that I come short in more ways than one.

So how could my dad’s cock be so big, and mine be so small? I had to investigate.

It turns that penis endowment correlates with genes on both the X and Y chromosomes, meaning that both my mother and father’s genetics are responsible. My father’s side obviously is known for their legendary sausages, so I knew I had to speak with my mother.

She was incredibly reluctant to describe her male family members’ genitalia to me for some reason... odd. I knew I had to investigate further, so I called some of my cousins and uncles from that side. Turns out, the family has relatively average penis sizes, but all larger than mine. Combined they averaged about 6 inches.

Here’s what makes no sense, if my dad’s side has an average of 8 inches, and my mom’s side has an average of 6 inches, why don’t I fall within that range? I suspected my mother’s hesitancy to speak on the matter indicated a darker secret, so I went digging.

My mom was friends with a man she knew from law school named Brian, and I always suspected she might have had a thing for him. I reach out to talk, and he gladly accepts.

Over the phone, I ask him “So how big is your cock?”

“My cock? Ahh, unfortunately I was born with a rather small 3 inch cock, but it gets the job done. It’s about average in my family”

Bingo, what lies in between 3 and 6? 4.5. Brian was my father. But before I had a chance to ask him, the phone line disconnected.

My father stands across from me, holding the phone cord in his hand. He had been on the other line, and must have figured it out.

“I always knew...” he said with a solemn look in his eye. He sulked away and retreated to his room, feeling unworthy to face the rest of the family.

I realize now that I needed to at least make amends with my cousins, they might not be able to respect my cock on size, but maybe I could demonstrate the skill and speed of my cock.

The dinner party was about to start, my mother and father had clearly been arguing and didn’t show up. Nobody bothered to look at me, and when they did catch my eyes I only saw disdain.

I realized now was the chance, and stood up on the table.

“I challenge anybody who’s man enough to a sword fight!” I declared, whipping my smaller cock out into the air for everyone to see.

At first I was met with silence, but then Vinny steps up, with rage in his eyes...

“Tough talk for a fella with a small cock”

He joined me on the table, summoning is terrifying 9 inch meat penetrator. I quickly assumed a guard position, I was 5 inches short from a fair fight, so I had to play defensively.

He charged with his penis in hand, swinging wildly, but clearly underestimating my maneuverability. I dodged and landed 3 quick jabs with the tip of my peen on his shaft. He reposted quickly, but I chambered his advanced and managed to strike at the balls. Vinny was down, but soon the rest of the family whipped out their cocks and prepared to engage in an all out melee.

The smell of musty dicks filled the air as men took their sides on the battlefield. Some came to defend me, admiring my valor in single combat with Vinny, while others came to avenge him. Soon a frontline emerged, reminiscent of the pike-and-shot warfare of the early modern period. Men on the front pushed and pulled with their cocks to make ground, while occasionally allowing for volleys of cum to fly across the room as artillery.

The battle was intense, casualties began to stack up, and it looked like my side was going to collapse.

Then my father came downstairs, 10 inch cock in hand.

“You may not be my son, anon, but you’ll always be my boy”

He and my allies charged, rallying our fallen comrades. I’d never seen a man cockfight like my father before. He used his massive schlong like a zweihander, cutting down two, three cocks at once.

Soon the battle ended, with Vinny’s allies surrendering in defeat. The room was covered in ball sweat and cum, dripping from the walls and ceiling.

I don’t know where I stand with the family currently. Many have learned to accept me, but I’m sure it will take years before the rest consider it. Who knows how many more wars this family will fight before peace is had... and it’s all my fault.

TL;DR: I revealed my cock length to my family, which escalated into a massive war.

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I have small pp. I was a late bloomer, and always have been a grower, not a shower. PP anxiety ruled my life as a teen and young adult.

I am so tired of small pp shit. Small dick energy shit.And because I know that when I am in better shape and hard I pack an “acceptable” package, I’m not even hurt like all my homies and bros out there who are under the mean.

It’s honestly bullshit. Such bullshit.

Nobody would tolerate women…our mothers…sisters…lovers….daughters…being treated as a joke….as a second class human if their tits don’t fill out their shirt. Why is it ok to say this about men? It’s the go-to response for anyone with an outsized ego…who drives a huge truck or muscle car or luxury car. People who enjoy shooting or hunting. So many pigeonholes to call someone small penis if they fit into.

Small dicked guys can take care of women better than plenty of guys slinging big meat. And I’m only barely, and temporarily a small dicked guy…because of my own physical neglect, but I know I can satisfy women, and so can guys much smaller than me.

This should be self-explanatory but apparently, I have to justify myself.

There's nothing more feminine than using a product on your body. Makeup is 100% feminine and by the same logic, so is wiping your ass. I haven't wiped my ass in about 4 years, and I've NEVER had any issues. My digestive system is in the top 1% in terms of regularity, functionality, and performance, and I've never once felt the need to "clean up" after myself.

If you shit, and you need to wipe, you've got an emasculated GI tract and that's your own issue. Man up and get your shit (literally) together.

GOOOOOOO00000000000000D MORNING TEAM, I HOPE Y'ALL HAVE A GREAT DAY TODAY AND I HOPE YOUR GANAS OF MAKING FERIA GROW STRONGER EACH DAY AS YOU BECOME BETTER AT WHAT YOU'RE DOING, BEFORE I JUMP INTO ANYTHING ELSE I WANNA SAY HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY AND BEFORE Y'ALL HATE ME AND START SAYING THERE'S NOTHING TO CELEBRATE SPECIALLY WITH ALL THIS VIOLENCE TOWARDS WOMEN AND ALL THIS EXTRA CRAZY BS THAT IS GOING ON OUT THERE, I JUST WANT YOU TO BE POSITIVE FOR A SEC AND BE THANKFULAND BLESSED FOR HAVING ANOTHER DAY WITH US AND YALLS FAMILIES, UNFORTUNATELY EVIL PPL EXIST AND THE BIGGETS ONES ARE IN OFFICE OR COULD BE OUR NEIGHBORS (WE DONT KNOW). WE ALL WISH WE HAD THE POWER TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, BUT WE ALL HUMAN AND WE NOT POWERFUL HOWEVER WE CAN ALL CONTRIBUTE WITH A LITTLE SOMETHING CALLED RESPECT AND THAT IS NOT HARD TO DO, I IMPLEMENT THAT IN EVERYWAY POSSIBLE, NOT ONLY TO WOMEN BUT TO EVERY LIVING THING THAT CROSSES MY PATH, I ALSO PRAY TO THE ALMIGHTY TO KEEP EVERYONE SAFE AND THAT NONE OF US LIVE THROUGH ANY OF THOSE TYPE OF EVIL EXPERIENCES, WE LIVE IN A GARDEN DE FLORES DESCUIDADAS CAUSE THEY ARE TOO MANY, BUT THE ONES THAT WE ARE ABLE TO CARE FOR, LETS CARE FOR THEM IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE WITH OUR LIVES SO WE CAN MAKE THEIR LIVES BLOSSOM FOR A BETTER AND BRIGHTER FUTURE, LO DICEN LAS CANCIONES LAS MUJERES SON EL SER MAS DIVINO Y HERMOSO AND I BELIEVE IT CAUSE I AM SOURRENDED BY YOU ALL HERE AND AT HOME, I HOPE MY WORDS WERE HARMLESS IN EVERYWAY BUT IF THEY WERE I AM SORRY, YOU CAN DEFINETLY SAY SOMETHING ABOUT IT NO DISRESPECT INTENDED BUT THE BRIGHT SIDE IS THAT HAVING ANOTHER DAY OF BREATH IS REASON ENOUGH TO CELEBRATE. SO HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY BEAUTIFUL LADIES. CAMBIANDO DE TEMA, LETS MAKE IT ANOTHER KILLER DAY, I HOPE THOSE CALLS I SENT CHU BE OF BENEFIT FOR EVERYONE, SO PUT EM INTO PRACTICE, I WANNA SEE EVERYONE'S NAME ON THAT OTS CHANNEL TODAY SO LETS GO IN HARD, STRONG AND STRAIGHT TO THE NECK"ARE YOU IN FRONT OF A COMPUTER BY ANY CHANCE, DO YOU HAVE 20 MINS RIGHT NOW FOR A DEMONSTRATION ON HOW WE ARE HELPING TO SAVE TIME AND INCREASE REVENUE LETS HUSTLE, HUSTLE HUSTLE !!!