Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog




btw your allowed to put in a period to end a sentence without it counting as a word

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit.

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit he liked it

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit he liked it so much that

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit he liked it so much that he couldn't stop

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit he liked it so much that he couldn't stop. The next day

Long, Long ago, in a world where self-portraits were the black death, Justin Beiber himself made men cry when his dick- so tiny that even my mother couldn't see it nor my father could see it one day he broke his little penis off into another man's butthole he cried about world war two because he can not forget that pepe the frog smoked the weed in a bong full of shit he liked it so much that he couldn't stop. The next day he died because

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