Let's do this one senctence at a time.

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The end.

 

[x65943]

That's right, the end comes for all of us sooner or later

So make sure you tell your loved ones how you really feel about them, daily

Billy did just that, each day he would find a babe with smokin milkers and let her know how he felt about em

A man of principle, he never lost sight of the things that really mattered

 

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And that was just the beginning

 

[SylverReZ]

of the story, a story about his discovery of finding big milkers.

 

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The end.

 

[BigOnYa]

Chapter 2: Mammaries of the Past

 

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Chapter 2: Mammaries of the Past

First time you haha'd my "the end" post.

Second one a like.

how about a third one?


Edit: better.

 

[Rolfie]

How do I mute this specific thread?

 

[Flame]

How do I mute this specific thread?

The end.

 

[x65943]

Yea verily I say unto you

There will be false prophets who claim the end is nigh,

But there are greater powers in this world

Namely huge milkers

 

[BakerMan]

How do I mute this specific thread?

Post automatically merged: Jan 19, 2024

whole thing:
Dearly departed, we are here for the funeral of Choke On Breasts, I mean Chuck N. Bress.
He died doing what he loved most: being smothered by titties.
By titties he lived and by titties he die...
And now, a speech from his breas- best friend, Booby Mil- I mean Bobby Mark.
He always said that titties were his heaven on earth, and now he is in heaven with the angels, surrounded by titties of all shapes and sizes.
"Does this shin dig have an open bar?", He asked before being struck down by titay bullets.
He always said his favorite anime was One Piece, and now we know why.
His entire life was about titties.
He always dreamed of dying by natural means, but on this sad day, he was taken from us by silicone.
He knew at least 5 ways of naming breasts: Breasts, boobs, tits, bazongas, bosoms, and 58008.
He always prefered breasts over other feminine body parts like asses and pussies.
I always said "thick thighs save lives", but he didn't believe me, and breasts killed him.
As a memorial, I'd like to dedicate this day every year, to my friend. We'll call it Double D day. (Pours a little milk on the ground.)