You don't get short, you don't know me, but my name's Sy. I'm just the old hair delivery guy. And I think trees might be worth a try. So I say let it grow. Oh my gosh. Oh no!

That shit, like, this is not it. Fuck off, bro. You look good, but, like, your ass is not it. Like, this shit is fucking ass. I hope you trip and fall. I hope you get up and fucking break your fucking ankles. I hope your kneecaps disintegrate. Oh my fucking God, what the hell is this dumb ass shit? This shit is not it. Oh, I just wanna beat the shit out you. I hope your granny get charged from armed robbery. I hope your momma get shot in her fucking ankles. I swear to God. Oh, bro. Oh, no! Taste the rainbow.

That shit is fucking trash! Don't get the fuck off there!

Babe, why are you posting on this app? the kids.

Nah, I'm not gonna lie, I'mma try and go easy on yo ass, but yo ass look like a chewy Cheerio, bro. You look disgusting.

I just gotta say one thing. If you're insecure, just say that. That filter isn't giving.

I saw this post, went to your profile, went to another post, now I don't know if you're fat or not. I'm just contemplating life right now. It's like, you could either be a massive beach whale, or you could actually be pretty fine. I'm not sure, I'm not risking it. Because that could be like the biggest downfall known to man. And that's because you've sat on me and crushed me to the centre of the earth.