Bitard-man. Recently I started to like covering myself in stale feces and fapping. Almost every morning I walk around my neighborhood with a large black garbage bag and collect all the crap I see. It takes a whole day to get two bags full of shit. But it all pays off when I come home after a hard day, go to the bathroom, turn on the hot water and…mmm, pour all the crap into the bathtub. And then I masturbate, imagining that I’m being devoured by all the feces. All in all, I think, that poo has its own mind, each pile of shit has its own family, place, feelings, we shouldn’t just flush them down the toilet, we should take care of them, talk to them, pet them… And you know what, I had a wonderful dream while lying in the bathtub yesterday, I dived into the sea and it turned into shit, fish, seaweed, jellyfish, everything turned into poo, even the sky, Allah himself.
1) I saw George last week - he looked very good.
2) Seven people called while you were away.
3) I left my cell phone at home this morning. I had to go back.
4) Dinner was great. We have pasta.
5) I tore my shirt when I fell off my bike.
6) I think you misunderstood me. I mean "bed", not "bird"!
7) I hurt my leg yesterday while playing soccer. I can't walk well today.
8) Pedro taught me to speak Spanish in a year. He was a great teacher.
9) I'm sorry I forgot to call you yesterday
10) He drank all the wine last night
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