Take her out. Go on. Wear your best tracksuit.
Aha, I can imagine you terrified, wide eyed and crying as she thrust her breasts into your face in a crowded bar. Did that happen?
It was wrong and disgusting. She was dead!
I'm going to distribute posters of you buggering a horse.
Have you ever been diagnosed with having any problems?
Oh you posted on your wall again. I need to get you a helper. Tease all and tease often - don't stop until they cry.
Nah, I just didn't know anyone besides her and Julian. Which explains why they both volunteered to be contestants. I don't tease people I don't know. It's how I work.
You used to be such a meek chap before I brought you together with foa.
I eagerly await your response/grovelling defeat.
Well my laptop was about to die and it takes like 40 minutes to recharge. And thank you
Krankzinnigheid ligt dich
...you hot, salty nut!
Radical Dreamer
I got nothing