Topic: Mr. Bloody Lemonade = Father Dave
Anonymous A started this discussion 2 hours ago #136,607
idiot lol
Mr. Bloody Lemonade !0JqexkOGBc joined in and replied with this 2 hours ago, 2 minutes later[^] [v] #1,449,809
This is true actually.
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 2 hours ago, 18 minutes later, 21 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,449,816
@previous (Mr. Bloody Lemonade !0JqexkOGBc)
Help me understand why it's ok to touch young boys just because it happened to your father, and his father.
Help me understand why it's ok to touch young boys just because it happened to your father, and his father.
Mr. Bloody Lemonade !0JqexkOGBc replied with this 2 hours ago, 1 minute later, 22 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,449,818
Anonymous D joined in and replied with this 1 hour ago, 16 minutes later, 39 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,449,825
This just won't do, Dave thought to himself, standing up and slapping the palm of his hand against the side of his head. "It just. Won't DO!" he let out in a hoarse monotone that buillt to a roaring crescendo, pausing between each syllable to take a deep breath. "IT! JUST! WON'T! FUCKING! DO!" he bellowed, and then pushed his left fist all the way into his mouth, repeatedly slapping the back of his back of his head until he began to see stars in front of his eyes. "YOU FUCKING CUNTS!" screamed Dave at the top of his voice, squeezing out the words in a muffled girlish shriek that burned the inside of his throat. "YOU FUCKING CUNTS! YOU DISOBEDIENT FUCKING CUNTS! YOU FUCKING DISOBEDIENT CUNTS! YOU! FUCKING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU FUCKING CUNTS DISOBEDIENT BASTARDS!" he screeched, now pounding his closed fist against the back of his head and biting down so hard on his other fist that he began to draw blood.
Then Dave stopped.
A soothing calmness washed over him.
He sat back down in front of his computer and wiped the spittle off his monitor and keyboard, and then he began to type:
":)", typed Dave, and then he clicked the Post button.
Then Dave stopped.
A soothing calmness washed over him.
He sat back down in front of his computer and wiped the spittle off his monitor and keyboard, and then he began to type:
":)", typed Dave, and then he clicked the Post button.
Anonymous E joined in and replied with this 8 minutes ago, 1 hour later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,449,865
Joshy eats peepee.