Before WB I was a man of
scattered urges, fuck-off lipstick
and lack of confidence, which
(confidentially) was so
counter-chillwave of me.
Now that whole fulsome psychomancy phase just sails overhead.
Thanks, everyone!
Thanks for supporting the good sport of Worldball, you are loved.
Plum bruise on right knee Bump to right hand Shattered glass Nary a graze to the ass ... Who's out of the game for the season? I'm ...
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Thanks for supporting the good sport of Worldball, you are loved.