MKA spits on himself

Why i read the evil imp's writings ... and smile.

choice.

What the slippery red devil omits is the dollar bill he had strapped under his seat in place of the blue-coats demanded race number. Seeing him attack feebly up the side of the pack with his middling finger pointing 'cry havoc' to the world, a crumply limp greenback flapping weakly under his drooping ass, and that shit-sniffin grin on his face ... frickin priceless.

what a glorious wank.

... can't wait for the next installment.
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