Now, that's a hell for me, Creed. High five!
Creed hell: No gothic stuff. Zip. Nada. No special plants, either. You dress preppy. Your neighbors are theist cops with weekly prayer meetings in the front yard. Masturbation is impossible to achieve and the only person who will fuck you is catfish.
Creed hell: No gothic stuff. Zip. Nada. No special plants, either. You dress preppy. Your neighbors are theist cops with weekly prayer meetings in the front yard. Masturbation is impossible to achieve and the only person who will fuck you is catfish.
Pointing around: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out!"
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
