slagtite
The hot weather seems to have brought out a fresh crop of cicada comics that start to chirp when they find themselves among the talented and they pull out their little bag of meme-like slagtite disses allowing them to get through it without the need of a participation badge.
The seemingly intelligent recap of what one has been taught that came from the mind of another.
Yeah. It sounded intelligent, until you siphoned off the regurgitude.
To have no freckles without having once had them and being defreckled.
Yeah, you're cute you freckless c*nt.
She didn't see me, but I saw her.
I was in an adult novelty shop buying lubrication for a strawberry flavored relationship that I am now enjoying when behind a green plastic bag of dirty laundry, that ghosting bastard, lo and behold, exsighted.