Beware dont talk to this guy, when I was at dunnes in mullingar i seen him grab a jar of raw honey and stuck his ♥♥♥♥ into it, he thought nobody was watching.

nice mate !

Fake GC

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyJYQN4Q5S4

They asked me if I had a gay poem
So I said “Straight up, no!
“My words don’t deviate between straight lines
My poems don’t mince their words
Or bend
Or make queer little observations”
They asked me if I had a gay poem
So I answered honestly
That, no, I didn’t have any gay poetry
And even if, unthinkably, I did
What would it say about me?
I mean, even presenting the question
Puts me in a precarious position
And how would I even begin to broach the subject
With my own creation?
Like... “Excuse me, poem, are you gay?

DONT LISTEN TO THIS GUY HE HAS ESCORTS IRELAND HOOKERS TRAPPED IN HIS BASEMENT CHAINED UP TO THE WALL, HE PRESSES A BUTTION AND IT SLIPS OVER TO A BOOK CASE