It was weird how in the last 40 minutes he started out nearly comatose, occasionally thrashing into consciousness to scream incoherent gibberish, then got almost half-lucid by the end, which is when he realized he was live and turned it all off.
You don't know true freedom until you're in a position to scream whatever you want at the top of your lungs at any point and be secure that there's no one around who will bother to report you.
I think I'd rather just have choked to death than wake up and realize there's vomit soaked into my mattress.
Ideally while fat, naked, and in your own driveway.
Well let me know once I've wasted enough time on this website that I can stop sucking dudes off.
the reality is this is what will happen with most people you know and love unless you die first. Unless you get cancer or something stupid most of the lolcows who are older than you, or who live a ridiculously unhealthy life (almost all of them) will die before you.
Law is like for knowing stuff from 100 years ago. Cops have not figured out how to cope with swatting yet, or the malicious use of "wellness checks." I mean presumably at least one of the people calling in on Cobes are actually worried that this time he's dying.
Sorry that never happens. Also you want to stop sucking dudes off? What are you, a faggot?
I wouldn't call the use of a wellness check malicious in this situation, he got really fucked up and fell down bad two times.
