Mr. Clean: this is my absolute last message to anyone ever and the message is that inflexible bitch of a stepmother of mine refuses to acknowledge that she's ever had a part in any domestic problems even though she's the unreasonable, *crag*ing retard that starts 90% of it
Mr. Clean: and friday was gonna be my 16th birthday too
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: );
Mr. Clean: have a good life
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: Hopefully you will too
Mr. Clean: I didn't and won't be able to since I'll be dead
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: ):
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: Here's hoping you won't be
Mr. Clean: oh no I'll be dropping a 30-pound box on my head
Mr. Clean: you were the best, man
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: You were too D:
La Grande Skott I Rumpa: I'll miss ya, buddy
He was a good man.
He's turned trolling into an art form.
flavio kindof had a feeling that you were just *crag*in with us
but eh
well that makes it pretty *crag*ing obvious he was bullshitting
Just wait a few months. I'll *crag*ing show you how to do suicide you *crag*ing bitch.