Clavicus Vile
I sold your soul for a daedric fleshlight
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He was this 5’4 Hispanic, subhuman tier manlet adult with glasses. It was absolutely fucking brutal.
He was a mouth breather too, always has his mouth open. He was with this fat sheboon that height mogged him, most likely some family member.
I heard him in line say to this sheboon “10 dollars! Yay! That’s my favorite kind of number!” In a retarded voice with a wide smile. He talked like an actual kid despite being an adult.
I envied him in a way, at least he gets to be blissfully unaware. That life will pass him by.
He was a mouth breather too, always has his mouth open. He was with this fat sheboon that height mogged him, most likely some family member.
I heard him in line say to this sheboon “10 dollars! Yay! That’s my favorite kind of number!” In a retarded voice with a wide smile. He talked like an actual kid despite being an adult.
I envied him in a way, at least he gets to be blissfully unaware. That life will pass him by.





