Battle-Hardened or Just a Klutz?
I suppose this is a pretty good summary of you: you get all the amputee pussy, so you think that you can prance through every situation like a ball, like you’re some GADDAM Prince Charming looking for his one-legged Cinderella. Why don’t you admit to the world you’re wearing it like a badge to disobey the basic rules of sex and partnerships? Fucking every girl in the area doesn’t make you qualify as a whole man, and those thighs are connected to someone who may or may not pity or sympathize with you because we all share a common disability of the heart. You’re going to realize one day that the real thing that you lost is your humanity, asswad.
Dear Coastertoasters,
Understand that I had to contemplate long and hard over whether or not I would post this one. This is your pretty standard fare when it comes to gushing. It’s a little flambouyant, if anything. But I have my reasons for putting this up:
1) Material has been lacking lately. It’s all two-word insults and confused babbling. Where all my creative-yet-hopeless chumps at, y’all?
2) I don’t really give a shit what part of society the email represents. Give us your disabled, your unfortunately overweight, your drug-addled and dysfunctional masses; you’re all the same to us.
3) “Amputee Pussy” ?!? I could have left out the rest of the email and only posted that. Coastertoasting GOLD, I tell you!
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