I get the feeling our basement dweller isn't even trying anymore.
So weak! Must be the Soylent. He needs to double the daily dosage.
I became ill just thinking about that stuff. But I guess for our beloved basement boi, bottoms up...and I don't mean his ass in the air while he's getting railed by the local gay men's choir.
Come on, man! What happens in his basement in none of your business!
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