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Halloween and Devil's Night soon. I'm praying Bob comes back as The Crow just to shave Chris's hair one more time and call him a boy before fucking off.
It id very sad to be reminded there's a whole internet's worth of idiots willing to reenforce Chris's delusions by playing along with them.
Also any one else annoyed as hell with the way he has to constantly announce himself with every goddamn "title" he's given himself over the years? I sonichu in Christine Weston chandler commodores l CPU goddess body. He may as well add all his old names former known as christian formerly known as christopher
The number one rule in Chris's fictional world is that he can't deny that the OC doesn't exist no matter how absurd it is. I can make Kiwichu and Chris will instantly acknowledge it.
It id very sad to be reminded there's a whole internet's worth of idiots willing to reenforce Chris's delusions by playing along with them.
Also any one else annoyed as hell with the way he has to constantly announce himself with every goddamn "title" he's given himself over the years? I sonichu in Christine Weston chandler commodores l CPU goddess body. He may as well add all his old names former known as christian formerly known as christopher
Can you imagine Chris at an appointment and is called ms Chandler, the twat would exclaim “ it’s Christine chandler Sonichu cpu blueheart , do c_197 to you “ humph heh heh. By the time he said all that the appointment time would be over lol
Can you imagine Chris at an appointment and is called ms Chandler, the twat would exclaim “ it’s Christine chandler Sonichu cpu blueheart , do c_197 to you “ humph heh heh. By the time he said all that the appointment time would be over lol
Chris insisting that Bob had imaginary hedgehog friends actually made me kind of irritated. It's like, anonymous internet weirdos have more respect for Bob than his own son does.
Chris insisting that Bob had imaginary hedgehog friends actually made me kind of irritated. It's like, anonymous internet weirdos have more respect for Bob than his own son does.
Chris insisting that Bob had imaginary hedgehog friends actually made me kind of irritated. It's like, anonymous internet weirdos have more respect for Bob than his own son does.
Since he's died the ole internet lumberjack has been turned into a hedgehog pokemon abomination, printed on a trading card about fucking, and even denied the right to be dead. Is it any wonder the tardo lardo can't let his dead dad rest in peace?
Since he's died the ole internet lumberjack has been turned into a hedgehog pokemon abomination, printed on a trading card about fucking, and even denied the right to be dead. Is it any wonder the tardo lardo can't let his dead dad rest in peace?
Since he's died the ole internet lumberjack has been turned into a hedgehog pokemon abomination, printed on a trading card about fucking, and even denied the right to be dead. Is it any wonder the tardo lardo can't let his dead dad rest in peace?
Sorry as it's a repost by me but it still feels relevant. When Chris Drew this, I can't help but notice the fear in his eyes, nervousness in his smile, and the awkward way he holds his wrist up, as if pretending to be feminine. Meanwhile Bob continues to look alpha, and leans in, very intimidating. I still dont believe Chris when Bob said he accepted his son as a daughter.
It’s in another Dimension. The only big differences between ours and that one are Michael Jackson lived a few more years and released 2 more albums. He pretended to be the Chris from that Dimension so he wouldn’t have to pretend to be Sonichu during a chat.