Paranoia, its a helluva thing.
It's the same shit over and over again. I really do enjoy the fact that whenever I lean in and put just a lil weight into a backhand the real bitches of the board start seeing me everywhere. Chuck tried that same routine a few days ago. Seen it a thousand times. Funsies, good times.

Word of warning, CUNTS. Pull your sports bras tight, shave that unibrow, crochet your tampon strings up into your pubis with your best knot, and get ready to get hurt. No more Mr.Niceguy. (croc...no..theres no need to paint your cameltoe. also, stop pm'ing me)