My baser nature compels me to tell you of the tortured soul which lies beneath. I am torn between worlds. I am both Squid, and Kid, and yet I am neither. I am. Something more.
Or at least I would be, if those fuckers at Ebay would MATERIALIZE THAT WHICH I DESIRE TO PAY FOR IN CASH-MONEY. I don't want this plebian "standard edition" Wii U video game box, you hack frauds. I crave the SPECIAL, EDITION. It's entirely, 100% collectable and VALUABLE cardboard box containing 1 standard Wii U, beckons me with its siren call. And I am willing, no, BEGGING to stuff my 300 American Pesos down the hungry maw of the capitalist machine, IF ONLY THEY MADE MORE THAT THREE OF THE FUCKERS IN MY TRI-STATE AREA.
You dicks. You penii.
You give me what I want.
What I really, really want.
Jigga, jigga, ahh.
(More shitty pix with big tits comin' soon)