I love Bowser. I love his fat, fire-farting ass, his beautiful moobs, his roar, his laughter -- I love him. He starts a spark in me that I can't find anywhere else from anyone else. Somehow, his behavior endears him to me. Bowser is love. Bowser is life. I want him to rail me so f**king hard I can't even walk. I want him to sit on me and f**k me and make me regret my whole damn life, I love him so much. I love you Bowser. If you read this, my address is 9389 S. Carpenter Street Morton Grove, IL 60053. Visit me. I love you. 9geor3 is glorious. Glory to Bowser

The horses are galloping at an alarming rate, I shall arrive imminently to your location

look up 9geor4

I have

I should not have done that

What the f**k was that

you copied this from here imgflip.com/i/9yjptb

FYM
He copied it from me vro, sybau

oh

sybau lil vro

I ain't acting like it's serious vro

Relative to the car, you were stationary