Come and witness the last vestiges of my childhood torn from my heart and forcefully yanked out my anus.
Filed under: Diarrhea, Fuck you, No, Sweet lord why, Urge to kill...rising, Your day is ruined | Tagged: Michael "My veins run brown with the detritus of my soul. The void in me is filled with the money I make sodomosing your treasured memories. Your pain is sustinance to my fetid heart." Bay, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles | 1 Comment »