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Bitch, Drinking, and Drugs: Add contact Report spam who ever you are if I were you l'd think about who your harassing I have no fin idea who the hell you are so unless you have business with me stop fucking harassing me BITCH 30 And if this is someone with a problem and you wanna actually do something MOTHERFUCKER BRING IT Add contact Report spam I have no idea who you are. Or why you're texting me. But you got the wrong number bub This number has been calling me for weeks bub And shit is always fun and games til someone gets their fucking mouth blown out then they go cry to the police so just quit fucking with me PERIOD https://www.fcc.gov/consumers/quides spoofing-and-caller-id Do some research pal https://www.fcc.gov/consumers/quides /spoofing-and-caller-id Do some research pal Caller ID Spoofing Caller ID spoofing is when a caller deliberately falsifies the information transmitted to your caller ID display www.fcc.gov Get fucked pal LOLOLO Just tell me who you are and come where l am that's all you have to do VERY EASY SHIT HERE BUBBY PAL Add contact Report spam YOU ARE REALLY DUMB. Already told you, you texted me. I got no clue who you are And wtf was that first picture lmao Heel kick to chest idiot Without looking at your target? Brilliant manuever Eddie Gordo When your me you can do these things my friend When your me you can do these things my friend Glob You went full retard, man. Kayla you need to be arrested and thrown in jail for doing drugs Cocaine namely drinking smoking weed and cigarettes when you were pregnant you killed your baby Carson he was a innocent victim of your spoiled bullshit YOU KILLED YOUR KID CARSON YOU KILLED HIM Who the fuck is Kayla LMAO Now MMS Guy texted me out of the blue.
Bitch, Drinking, and Drugs: Add contact
 Report spam
 who ever you are if I were you l'd think about
 who your harassing I have no fin idea who
 the hell you are so unless you have business
 with me stop fucking harassing me BITCH
 30
 And if this is someone with a problem
 and you wanna actually do something
 MOTHERFUCKER BRING IT

 Add contact
 Report spam
 I have no idea who you are. Or why you're
 texting me. But you got the wrong number
 bub
 This number has been calling me for weeks
 bub
 And shit is always fun and games til someone
 gets their fucking mouth blown out then they
 go cry to the police so just quit fucking with
 me
 PERIOD
 https://www.fcc.gov/consumers/quides
 spoofing-and-caller-id
 Do some research pal

 https://www.fcc.gov/consumers/quides
 /spoofing-and-caller-id
 Do some research pal
 Caller ID Spoofing
 Caller ID spoofing is when a caller deliberately falsifies
 the information transmitted to your caller ID display
 www.fcc.gov
 Get fucked pal
 LOLOLO
 Just tell me who you are and come where l
 am that's all you have to do VERY EASY SHIT
 HERE BUBBY PAL

 Add contact
 Report spam
 YOU ARE REALLY DUMB.
 Already told you, you texted me. I got no clue
 who you are
 And wtf was that first picture lmao
 Heel kick to chest idiot
 Without looking at your target? Brilliant
 manuever Eddie Gordo
 When your me you can do these things my
 friend

 When your me you can do these things my
 friend
 Glob
 You went full retard, man.
 Kayla you need to be arrested and thrown in
 jail for doing drugs Cocaine namely drinking
 smoking weed and cigarettes when you were
 pregnant you killed your baby Carson he
 was a innocent victim of your spoiled bullshit
 YOU KILLED YOUR KID CARSON YOU KILLED
 HIM
 Who the fuck is Kayla LMAO
 Now MMS
Guy texted me out of the blue.

Guy texted me out of the blue.

Ass, Fall, and Hail Mary: I almost died today. Here is the true story So Iwas derping in my backyard today, picking up dog crap. The whole time, my dog was just sitting there watching me, enjoying the sight. So I go to the small section in between my trampoline and my fence. Now if any of you haven't seen my trampoline, it is really old and there are these black foam things on the bars that used to hold up a net, but they are mostly destroyed now. So I walk in the narrow space, and I get completely covered by the hugest web I've ever felt. All over my face, all over my chest and shoulders. I freak out, but I realize that there is no worries. I see no spider, and it would have to be a big ass spider to concoct such a glorious web. Well, sure enough, in the middle of my struggle to break free, I look up, and slowly, ever so slowly, I see the huge, black-brown mass of a spider about the size of my fist crawl out of some old, decaying foam protectors. I stare at it; it stares back. I look closely for any threads connecting us, and there, glinting back at me with sunlight, is one strand of spider web, connecting the hulk spider to my face. It realizes the fact at the same time as me, and thinks, "Yes! This boy's eye sockets will make excellent breeding holes for my eggs!! and starts a full on crawling sprint towards me. I freak out, and begin to struggle even more and more to release myself from this web. It reaches the halfway mark and sees me begin to escape, so it goes for gold. The Hail Mary play. A daring leap straight for the head. Time slows down. This thing has all legs extended, blocking out the sun. A sure death for me. My left arm breaks free from the web. This could be my chance! A quick and decisive left cross reaches the spider JUST in time knocking the behemoth against the fence. It looks dazed; begins to squirm around on the ground, preparing for a counteroffensive. I don't give it a chance. I take the poop shovel in both my hands, shout a battle cry of pure victorious slaughter and smash my enemy into a crumpled pile, each strike emanating a loud crunch of the monster's body.I emerge the survivor in this battle. Thank you video games, for my improved reaction time, lest I fall victim to fate Unlike Comment Share 3 hours ago you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com epicjohndoe: This Man Should Write A Novel
Ass, Fall, and Hail Mary: I almost died today. Here is the true story
 So Iwas derping in my backyard today, picking up dog crap. The whole
 time, my dog was just sitting there watching me, enjoying the sight. So I
 go to the small section in between my trampoline and my fence. Now if
 any of you haven't seen my trampoline, it is really old and there are
 these black foam things on the bars that used to hold up a net, but they
 are mostly destroyed now. So I walk in the narrow space, and I get
 completely covered by the hugest web I've ever felt. All over my face, all
 over my chest and shoulders. I freak out, but I realize that there is no
 worries. I see no spider, and it would have to be a big ass spider to
 concoct such a glorious web. Well, sure enough, in the middle of my
 struggle to break free, I look up, and slowly, ever so slowly, I see the
 huge, black-brown mass of a spider about the size of my fist crawl out
 of some old, decaying foam protectors. I stare at it; it stares back. I look
 closely for any threads connecting us, and there, glinting back at me
 with sunlight, is one strand of spider web, connecting the hulk spider to
 my face. It realizes the fact at the same time as me, and thinks, "Yes!
 This boy's eye sockets will make excellent breeding holes for my eggs!!
 and starts a full on crawling sprint towards me. I freak out, and begin to
 struggle even more and more to release myself from this web. It
 reaches the halfway mark and sees me begin to escape, so it goes for
 gold. The Hail Mary play. A daring leap straight for the head. Time slows
 down. This thing has all legs extended, blocking out the sun. A sure
 death for me. My left arm breaks free from the web. This could be my
 chance! A quick and decisive left cross reaches the spider JUST in time
 knocking the behemoth against the fence. It looks dazed; begins to
 squirm around on the ground, preparing for a counteroffensive. I don't
 give it a chance. I take the poop shovel in both my hands, shout a battle
 cry of pure victorious slaughter and smash my enemy into a crumpled
 pile, each strike emanating a loud crunch of the monster's body.I
 emerge the survivor in this battle. Thank you video games, for my
 improved reaction time, lest I fall victim to fate
 Unlike Comment Share 3 hours ago
 you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com
epicjohndoe:

This Man Should Write A Novel

epicjohndoe: This Man Should Write A Novel