It's going to be a two-hit fight:
1. I hit you.
Our psycho-frames crackle and misfire before erupting. Our minds—no, our SOULS—are melded seamlessly together. Caterpillar and butterfly, Yin and Yang, cocooned together for eternity.
2. My big dumb belt buckle hits the floor. It's gay sex time.
1. I hit you.
Our psycho-frames crackle and misfire before erupting. Our minds—no, our SOULS—are melded seamlessly together. Caterpillar and butterfly, Yin and Yang, cocooned together for eternity.
2. My big dumb belt buckle hits the floor. It's gay sex time.
December 23, 2025 at 1:15 AM
It's going to be a two-hit fight:
1. I hit you.
Our psycho-frames crackle and misfire before erupting. Our minds—no, our SOULS—are melded seamlessly together. Caterpillar and butterfly, Yin and Yang, cocooned together for eternity.
2. My big dumb belt buckle hits the floor. It's gay sex time.
1. I hit you.
Our psycho-frames crackle and misfire before erupting. Our minds—no, our SOULS—are melded seamlessly together. Caterpillar and butterfly, Yin and Yang, cocooned together for eternity.
2. My big dumb belt buckle hits the floor. It's gay sex time.