>looooool about page clause so ez I fvcking vvon! Tyrone please I need it up the butt!!!
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Guess the above user's crush

the patriot noob
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I was only nine years old. I loved Goot so much, I had all the emojis and Jolteons. I'd pray to Goot every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Goot is love", I would say, "Goot is life". My dad hears me and calls me a Jolteonfucker. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Goot. I called him a cargoist. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me. It's Goot. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "☝️💪💪🥛⚡⚡👌". He grabs me with his powerful Dutch hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my flvff for Goot. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Goot. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I feel against his flvff. I want to please Goot. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his breastmilk. My dad walks in. Goot looks him straight in the eye, Goot leaves through my window. Goot is love. Goot is life.
 
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