RoverBot3

Neji RIP Neji my sweet

Super Bowl CDXX and all bout dem Weedhawks

Your initials are BJ Get off my fucking servers also i love me some bananas

So huggable I could just squeeze until your fucking head popped off

You all are more huggable than cuddles the bear

The SS Swole or SS Go Fuck Yourself

As a black man, all I want is a big booty hoe

MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAMN IT

They got my name switched ._. Prepare for your name change vick

Finally, a thread where I can be me

Get that owl the fuck out of here, it offends me also the new police k-9 unit is here

Exactly It'd be nice to get into some CSGO, because they have been popular as of late and growing at a nice pace On a side note, ZE for CSGO, i see those server populated all the time and with a butt ton of spaces, more players = more money and more money = more monay

Time to mass ban -Kingswat

6 detroitz here i come

Wish I could donate some money but for now I can't because of fucking tuitions edit: Just realized I had some money left, so i'll donate some

Far Cry 6

1. Payday 2 2. Splinter Cell Blacklist 3. Tomb Raider 4. Battlefield 4 5. COD Goats pc master race

Please to God remove this map

Going to downtown atlanta for the dropping of the peach and hopefully get a fucking girlfriend there

If they want, but it changes back after the end of December

What the fuck?

If it's only happening over christmas break,, i'm in

Since we are doing sad stories, when I was in 6th grade, I didn't really like going to church. But this woman, who i considered another mom, would always let me help cook the meals and drinks after the sermon was over, and I liked it because i wouldn't have to deal with the other church goers. She and her mother were both seriously injured in a car accident about one week before Christmas, and it was the first time I had ever prayed for someone to get better. I prayed everyday up until Christmas Eve. That night when I got to open one of my presents, we got a phone call and I didn't know what was going on, I only saw my mom start crying, so I asked what was wrong and when she told me that she had died, i dropped my gift and locked myself in my room until the afternoon of Christmas Day. I told my mom to take the gifts back and that I didn't want them, and she kept trying to open my door but I couldn't hear her over myself crying. Because of that event, I knew something like this might happen again so I decided never to love anyone and say I love anyone or get emotionally attached, because I don't want to cry like that or have the feeling ever again.