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SongExotic2

ATM 3 CHAMPION OF THE WORLD. #FREECAIN
First 100
Jan 16, 2015
39,772
53,672
Are you mongs gonna sack up and join the Monster’s Pick ‘em challenge this season?
I am the ATM 3 champion of the world, widely regarded as the greatest tournament in combat sports history, what do I have left to prove?
 

Dick Niaz

Yearning for TMMAC days gone by
Jan 14, 2018
12,279
25,547
My shirt has arrived and I believe that ends the TMMAC holiday season. Thanks for following up for me Filthy @Filthy , thanks for arranging the distribution Splinty @Splinty , and thank you to whoever funded these for the group! Much appreciated!!
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SongExotic2

ATM 3 CHAMPION OF THE WORLD. #FREECAIN
First 100
Jan 16, 2015
39,772
53,672
My shirt has arrived and I believe that ends the TMMAC holiday season. Thanks for following up for me Filthy @Filthy , thanks for arranging the distribution Splinty @Splinty , and thank you to whoever funded these for the group! Much appreciated!!
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That's the shirt I got too. Fits like an Asian whores pussy. Didn't realize it was anonymous so thank you to whoever sent the shirts out, much appreciated!
 

SongExotic2

ATM 3 CHAMPION OF THE WORLD. #FREECAIN
First 100
Jan 16, 2015
39,772
53,672
Sounds like his Tinder profile
Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
 

Dick Niaz

Yearning for TMMAC days gone by
Jan 14, 2018
12,279
25,547
Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.