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 Tbh, I was almost looking forward to it. I was imagining it as some fucked up sort of baptism, cleansing me of all the hatred I held for myself. But then the moment came, and I decided maybe I'm pretty happy with who I am. Even though nobody's gonna see it, you all need to know that my hair looks bangin' right now. The most flattering way I can put it is that I look like I'd be one of those male slaves they had in roman orgies. Except I'd never allow that to happen because I am a self-respecting mature individual. Unless Fireball were involved. I'd let old dudes eat grapes off me for Fireball, as long as everyone were chill about it.

when i catch you, max and preston, let me tell you what i am going to do. I'm going to punch you in your mouth, your throat, and your solar plexus. Then I'm going to throw you on the ground and commence to stomping your faces in. You bum ass losers, give me the tiktoks or i shove the fireball bottles down your throats not until you choke, but until the constricting pressure shatters the bottles inside your throats causing lacerations and internal bleeding. You will be unable to breathe due to the blood filling your throats and lungs and It will hopefully be a slow and painful death. Appreciate your guys' company! :p