Tobytone
Verified User
Another flawless showcase of the libtard dope fried brain rot, Trumpet, lmao at this walking lobotomy. Don't hold your breath for a coherent thought or even a half-baked zinger from this drooling Einstein.
I picture him getting busy with Dutchy boy, huddled in a nest of dozens of mangled, stained Trumpy bears in his parents basement reeking of Dutchy's patented aphrodisiac catbox funk, still steaming hot just how he likes it.
Two degenerate lovebirds mashing their solitary shared brain cell to birth idiocy like this 'turd' of a reply, then diving right back into defiling those filthy plushies with another session of depraved, eye-gouging perversion that'd make serial killers blush.
If your imagination's vivid enough to conjure those visuals, I sincerely apologize in advance. The visual comes from previous conversations with Dutchy before I put him on my rarely used ignore list. That said, I can't help think this is actually one of Dutchy's sock accounts, too many similarities to ignore.
