Joke's on you, douche. My mother is dead and I'm pretty sure she's just mere bones by now. So, how about you go fail at humor somewhere else? Perhaps, it'll appeal to someone as humorous.
Mmmmm Majora, I'd dig uip your dead mother and then remove her eyeball with my ring finger. Then I would skull *bleep* her squishy brains while the maggots tickle my genitals. MMMM....
majora, you do have my condolences. i am sorry. my father died of cancer, but *bleep*-ups like popa can't get him cuz we cremated him. i'd sefinitely let her do a line of his ashes, but i don't know where they are. i think they're buried in ontario, canada, but i can't remember. all i know is he and my grandparents went in the same earth, to fertilise. like poop is meant to do
that's the principle that causes my interest in poop. we're all walking composters and that's the only reason i ever came across this site, looking for facts but finding that i can be an *bleep* here with children i still resemble, in my heart
i will never grow up but i will never worship poop like someone (fecal-feliac?) like popa would
popanator; it's whatever makes you happy, bro'. If you enjoy *bleep*ing the skeleton remains of my biological mother that I couldn't careless about, then by all means do. By the way; shouldn't you be focusing on that imposter that's been pissing you off so much?