Damn. You're up early. Or late. Can't sleep? I bet you're a joy to live with. Sitting around throwing fits, crying, stomping your feet because someone on a comment board doesn't scurry away whenever you order them! I guess you're gonna need to get some more whine, and glasses to throw, because I ain't leaving. Now stomp your feet, cry, and sit back down. Pound away at your keyboard. But just know you're nothing but a whiney ass tittie baby.Shut up, asshole.
You're just another worthless mudslinging leftard.
Go away, fool
Iggy
Carry on.