Listening to Leo's speech, half of the grown men shed manly tears, thinking of their bitter past struggles. His words resonated with their lives.
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"Dear customer. The store is closed at night."
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"Yes. This is I, Florida Man!" Leo made a Jojo reference pose.
Fantasy · DamnPlotArmor
Because of frustration, Leo no longer had the mood to work. He gazed at his drenched body, which still had a few drops of yellow puss on him. Moreover, he still smelled like a dirty man's virgin balls during No-Nut-November Season.
Fantasy · DamnPlotArmor
gross, hate when fella sack smells that awful
Leo accidentally sniffed it, then his expression turned ugly. It smelled like a piece of skin from someone's testicles who hadn't taken a bath for months.
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"Junior Brother Fang, you don't have to be so surprised. There are all kinds of people in the cultivation world. Not only do masters and disciples frequently get married, but daughters frequently marry fathers as well."
Eastern · Dreaming Through Many Cold Autumns
Come here ya son of a bit-
Only females like to play support.
Games · Crossover
Man wanna steal away your sister I bet
That unattainable young master of a consortium had glanced at him with a malicious gaze.
Games · Crossover
I mean aren't we are already?
The humans' position as the supreme race was in danger. If one was not careful, they might even become livestock raised by demons.
Games · Crossover
There was a long glass tube extending from the bottom of the platform. Judging from the shape and size, Leo could somewhat guess what it was.
Florida Man's General Store in Cultivation World
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