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Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 11:03 
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Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 11:03 
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Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 10:59 
Bender Bending Rodríguez was never one to shy away from a challenge. One evening, at the local bar, a crowd gathered as Bender boasted about his amazing stunt. "I can do 28 front flips before putting it in," he declared, eyeing a nearby jukebox like it was the ultimate obstacle.

With a mechanical grin, he launched himself into the air, flipping effortlessly—28 perfect front flips—before landing gracefully in front of the jukebox, finishing with a dramatic flourish.

The crowd erupted in applause.

"See? Told ya," Bender smirked, sliding a drink into his hand. "Now, who's ready for some real bending?"

The legend of Bender only grew.
Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 10:37 
thats all for me, for now !?!?!?!
Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 10:37 
During the infamous Battle of the ♥♥♥♥ Wars, Tommy "To The Booth" faced off against the monstrous General Flapjack. As swords clashed and groins swung, disaster struck: with one wild swing, Flapjack’s oversized weapon whipped through the air, and in an instant—Tommy lost his foreskin. It vanished like a magical relic, leaving Tommy standing in disbelief, clutching at empty space. "Where'd it go?" he cried, but only the cruel winds of war answered. Forever known as the man who lost it all, Tommy’s tale lives on in legend—a cautionary story of pride, battle, and the fragility of manhood.
Bender Bending Rodríguez 20 dic, ore 10:33 
Tommy and I are cruising through the clouds, right? We're up there, just vibing, when suddenly—Tommy starts squirming like he's in a dance-off with his own intestines. I'm thinking, "What’s up with him?" And then, out of nowhere—WHAM—he just, explodes with panic and, in a single, tragic moment, ♥♥♥♥♥ HIS PANTS. But it’s not just any regular ♥♥♥♥, oh no. It’s like… it’s like the universe was playing a prank. His pants are now full of clouds, and I swear, it smells like a mix of wet socks and regret. So there we are, two idiots, lost in the heavens—one of us in total denial, the other trying not to breathe. Classic.