Relax in peace. He’s fine.
Edit: I apologize for nothing but as someone going through a shit time lately, the hilarious salt has been making me cackle for hours. Thank you all <3
I hope you touch wet food from the sink
I hope you get something sticky on your hands and have no opportunity to wash them.
OP can go fuck himself.
I hope OP’s mom leaves a secret upper decker in their house next time she visits
OP, I hope you fart today and a bit of poo comes out…because that’s what you did to me.
RIP Bob
(he’s just taking a nap)
I hope you go to the toilet and stay there, for the rest of your life, with a stuck clinger that you can never shake off, no matter how hard you try.
May everything you drink taste like ass, and that ass was filled with dead gerbils that died due to dysentery and that dysentery was caused by ingesting the asses of other dead gerbils.
RIP in peace, Bobby.
Hope he’s in a better place now, you will be missed Bob
IDS (Imminent Death Syndrome) puts us all in an awkward position.
He could go at any moment… he’s got entitilitus!
No way he’s 62
Sonobabich!
Do Trump! Not this guy. This guy needs to return as the lawyer.
Somebody needs to ride on The Devastator.
Don’t scare me
