I said velvet again. I meant to say velcro. Huh? I meant to say velcro. Fuck you, Sarah, you stupid, ugly, dirty, fat bitch. You big-backed bitch. All you fucking do is drink bottles of fucking Ciroc, but can't wash your ass. We sit in the line with the same damn outfit over three days straight. Horrible excuse for a fucking weather. We play with some nasty, fishy-ass pussy on the kitchen floor with them dirty-ass socks. No towel down. Pussy is dry as hell, you nasty, dirty bitch. You know what I'm saying?

Uh, what the fuck you're you're pretty as fuck but as soon as I fucking came to this post I heard monkey Excuse me What the fuck anyways, you're you're really pretty

Say you're big and funky and you need to go take a motherfuckin' bath. And also, take care of your kids properly. Why the fuck are mice in there, little? Why you don't know what corn and asparagus is? Feed them, baby. That's more proof that you're starving, can't it? You're being there on the internet every day, biggin'. Get a job.