Have you ever had a dream copypasta
Have you ever had a dream that, that, um, that you had, uh, that you had to, you could, you do, you wit, you wa, you could do so, you do you could, you want, you wanted him to do you so much you could do anything?Cursed Thoughts
Cursed thoughts shared in discussions that is ridiculous and absurd in nature that it became a meme. Usually about popular characters and people.
Gardevoir is literally one of the most
Gardevoir is literally one of the most fuckable pokemon there are, you're just mad because you're in denial. Let's start with fact now, Gardevoir is 5'3", this is not only the perfect height, but it means they can also have enough height to be able to do anything you want. While being 5'3", Gardevoir is also only 103LBs, so, theyre lite enough to pick up and have an all around good time. So, these are facts, not only this, but Gardevoir, LITERALLY, does not feel the pull of gravity, while also distorting dimensions. So, not only does this mean that Gardevoir can do anything they want ignoring gravity, but they are literally capable of making a pocket dimension in which yall can fuck in. These are all facts. Continuing with these facts, Gardevoir is telepathic and feels a strong emotion connection to their trainer, so, they will know before you that you're horny, she literally has it locked down and in the know before you're even aware of it, this only means that they are are able to serve their trainer in every way possible. So, these are just the facts on Gardevoir, but let's go even deeper so I can prove to you how Gardevoir is literally the most fuckable pokemon there is: Gardevoir can learn double team, so, now you get to fuck two of them. Gardevoir can learn charm, so, you thought you were horny before, but now it's compounded on itself. Finally, Gardevoir can learn mean look, combining this with double team, means not only do you get a tsundere on your dick, but also a submissive one. It's the best of both worlds. Gardevoir is literally the most fuckable pokemon there is and all of these are facts that yall are too afraid to realize.Why i’m Openly Transphobic
I mean really? Who even likes those things anyway. Trains are such unnecessary things in our modern society. They are dirty, ugly, and always have at least 1 drug dealer inside it. I fucking hate trains, cars and buses are 1000% times more superior. Fuck trains and their shitty railways clogging up the land.I’d fuck Glamrock Chica so hard.
I'd fuck Glamrock Chica so hard. Slap a tight, moist robo pussy on that bitch and go to town. Pump her full of jizz until everything clogs up and it oozes out of every slit and opening. I'd cover my dick in pizza toppings and make her worship and beg for it until her slutty, little robot mind short circuits.WHAT THE FUCK MOM
Son: M-Mom??? W-What the fuck are you doing??? Dude, she's my mom!!!
Mom:
A-ah!! S-sweetie~!! P-p-please d-don't NGHHIIEEEK~~!!
I start to shoot a lot of juices right at yourbfeet as i cum again
Son:
E-Ew!!! Y-You two are both horrible people!! My mom, betraying me with my BEST FRIEND... This is just the worst...
My face is super red, and you can see a bulge popping as i keep watching you two going at itt
Mom: I-i'm sorry hun... But he's just so big and rough~~! I didn't had a fuck like this in years~
Son:
B-But... What about dad?? How can you do this to dad??
As i yell and complain, i unconsciously start rubbing the bulge in my crotch, not taking my eyes off of you two
Mom: Y-you d-dad doesn't fuck me~ Not even looks at me~! H-he's just a dumb o-old mEENNNGH! AH~! AH~!
Son:
Ah, fuck... You... You are such a fucking whore mom... You are such a horrible woman... Getting fucked like a pornstar right in front of your son... Not only that, but the dude is my best friend... I feel so humiliated...
I put one of my hands down my pants and start jerking off
Friend: There’s nothing to be upset about man! Come lay down on the bed and I’ll show you why your mom loves having me over so much!
Son: ... S-Sure dude...How to kill a geologist
Disclaimer: my hatred of geologists is purely theatrical, but if I did have to kill one for some reason, it would be very easy.
I’d brandish my obsidian knife at them and they’d be compelled to approach. “That’s very cool,” they’d say, confident in their superior strength and endurance from all the rocks they carry around at all times. They’d shower me with very interesting facts about obsidian and hover just out of range of the cutting edge, waiting for me to exhaust myself. “But as it is volcanic glass, it’s very fragile, you see, and isn’t well-suited for use as a weap—” and then I’d hit them with the wooden baseball bat in my other hand, which they would not have noticed because geologists can only see rocks and minerals.