JazzFLASH @Jazzy_Butts@gameliberty.club

NEW UNCLE PAUL SUPERCUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
https://youtu.be/lvrqrv0zmpw

"I be shittin my pants" is what I would be saying right now if I had my pants on/wasn't on the toilet

If my butthole had a boner would it be called a butthoner?

Unless they were a literal saintly person and then since no one would be thinking bad thoughts about them they would actually feel a deep sense of peace when "attacked" by the machine.

Like they would have to build an antenna to suck my power, and then build another antenna to send my power, and the person receiving it wouldn't know what I know so they would be blasted in the face with concentrated depression and no mental barriers to defend against it.

But they decided my psychic ability to sense when people were thinking bad thoughts about me couldn't be harnessed in any usable way. They said (I believe) the only possible use would be to give others a sense of existential dread and anxiety so bad they would suicide, but they would have to build a machine to transmit my ability into another person and it would have been a whole thing so they just said fuck it poor bastard.

It feels good that I get the sense the shadow government has deemed me a nonthreat, but it feels kind of sad also, like I've lost a friend. I can psychically sense them not thinking about me anymore...it kind of hurts.

When I can trust her to be ladylike after plowing me with that big black snake that's shining -NO!- GLISTENING with oil

I want the fbbc seed in my bowls from my butt getting cummed in

I would never let the bbc up inside me but I would be honored to house the fbbc inside my body (feminine big black cock)

Respect irl children or else