OPs mom slathered my balls in maple syrup and then licked them clean while I had some Tim Horton's coffee and some Tim Bits just now. My favourite type of Tim Bits are the old fashioned glazed. A classic. OPS moms favourite tim bits are my nutsack and she loves them even more than I love my old fashioned glazed tim bits. Me and OPs mom were talking about it and I couldn't eat a old fashioned glaze tim bit every day, it is too frequent. OPs mom though, she said she could gobble my Tim Bits up every single day, multiple times a day even. Breakfast, morning or lunch, it doesn't matter the day or time; there is a non zero chance ranging from likely to absolute certainty that OPs mom is gargling on my ballsack. To quoth OPs mom and her thoughts with regards to the matter of OPs mom gargling on my sweaty hairy ballsack
>It's where I belong

Oh and she told me she loved me more than u

You dumb faggots really don't know who he is? Some of u seem REAL struck about it all, but it's true.

It's like I told the Brosies nearly a year ago:

She doesn't belong to you. She never did. I thought you guys understood the score, though. I guess you were just a bunch of binky-coated Brosies, all along.

A palette swap. The Chinese model.

Pay attention