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#HEY HEY MISTER FANCY THATS NOT VERY CASH MONEY OUT OF YOU
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#HEY HEY MISTER FANCY THATS NOT VERY CASH MONEY OUT OF YOU#oh oh i hate him. i hate him so much.#not bliiiiiink no back off you bastard!#here's a life advice never take open drinks from men who smile like that#never ever ever for your own good oh my god#oh im gonna fight him. tell him to square up. tonight at the closest lidl parking lot im throwing hands#watch me find out whats behind that mask as i climb him like a vicious racoon#i have claws and ive been known to bite i almost bit a girls finger off back in school#i am not afraid of your height if anything you have less of a chance because those high heels will make you unstable on impact#i'll give you more slits in your eyebrow than you can comprehend it will be like 4 hairs at best and 99% blood#.......okay i got carried away πŸ˜‚#anyway tldr ugly man guy is HORRIBLE and i wish him all the worst#okay what was in the tag talk i got too caught up in thinking how to obliterate his tall ass πŸ˜‚#alex yes he has little say in fabians pay but dont worry#he's gonna give him a second source of income if you know what i mean#god that was an awful joke πŸ˜‚ fabian im so sorry#anyway yessssss finally a chance to use this curse for good!#yes i will eradicate any weeds you want me to Β show me the fucker and these cursed hands shall cure the lands of it's plague#also as to why i was raking out in the cold we were all doing some garden work while it was still warm#so somewhere near noon smth like that and i was raking and i just.......zoned out..........#and stayed outside while everyone went home and kept on raking till mom called for dinner and was like where's the second kid#it was not intentional i swear no need to go for drastic doll measures πŸ˜‚ tho i wouldn't mind a relaxing bedtime reading#and chemistry yes. it is now alcohols and im pretty sure im on some watchlist now for googling how to make methanol so many times#i can now properly make bimber but i still haven't found the answer for the question πŸ˜‚#and OOOOOHOHOHOHO i TRIED to solve this peacefully but i see you're not going down without a fight huh? well then πŸ”«#i love you infinity times more! πŸ”ͺ ahahahhahaha you have lost! πŸ’£ you are being loved the greatest! πŸ”«β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ#πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’›β€οΈπŸ’žπŸ’“πŸ’˜πŸ’“πŸ’›πŸ’™πŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’›πŸ’—πŸ§‘πŸ’žβ€οΈπŸ’žπŸ€πŸ€ŽπŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’—πŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’•β£οΈπŸ’–πŸ’—πŸ€πŸ’šπŸ§‘β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ€πŸ’žπŸ’—πŸ’“#β€οΈπŸ€ŽπŸ€πŸ’πŸ’˜πŸ’—πŸ’œπŸ’™πŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’•β£οΈπŸ€β€οΈπŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’žπŸ’•β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’•β£οΈπŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’–β£οΈβ£οΈπŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’žβ€οΈπŸ€ŽπŸ€πŸ’πŸ’˜πŸ’—#πŸ’“πŸ’–β£οΈβ£οΈπŸ’—πŸ’–πŸ’žπŸ’—πŸ’•β£οΈπŸ€β€οΈπŸ’πŸ’•πŸ’žπŸ’•β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’•β£οΈπŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’•β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’•β£οΈπŸ’—πŸ’“πŸ’– Β πŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’•β£οΈπŸ€β€οΈπŸ’“πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’—πŸ’#and you better accept this as fact Β πŸ’žπŸ’šπŸ’žπŸ’šπŸ’œπŸ’žπŸ’›πŸ’–πŸ’›πŸ’“πŸ’›πŸ’“β€οΈπŸ’—πŸ’•πŸ’πŸ’ŸπŸ’žπŸ’šπŸ’œπŸ’›DONT TELL ME WE REALLY JUST MISSED EACH OTHER LIKE THAT
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13 Inch Billionaire (Mark Zucker x Donold Tromp) fanfic
-LEMON, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY-
Mark was just a good ol fashioned gentleman looking for the Russian love of his life. He hadn't always had a Russian fetish but he developed it during childhood when his father brought home an attractive Russian secretary and she was very tall and had a great ass. Her name was Agafonika and she had smooth tan skin and size C boobs. How did Mark know this? well thanks for asking but I'm not really sure.
Anyway Mark was now the CEO of a mega corporation called SpaceBook. He bought out the website MyFace in 2004 and the rest was history. "Those MyFace chumps can't tell a marketing team from programming jargon ha ha" he says to himself proud that he has enough money for 8 generations of his family to live comfortably and not have to look at their bank balance. Mark did not believe in real hair, either and thats why he became fast friends with fellow rich dude Donold Tromp.
As it happens Donold was the president of the nation the great nation and he was going to make it great again little did he know his wife Molonia was Russian. So he brought this up to Mark "hey mark did you know my wife is Russian. Maybe even the most Russian. Believe me!" and it was true. Tromp invaded his Russian wife's territory with his Great American Cock nightly. And on elevators. Tromp had many sons bnecause he invaded Russia so often.
Anyway, Mark excused himself to go to the 5 star bathroom where there was bathroom attendants there to jerk off his Russian-wife induced hard on. While he exited the grand hall, Tromp stared at the tent in the technology superstar's Kelvin Klein pants. he was not afraid.
He got his phone and sent a Tweet "@realMoloniaTromp just saw a big stiffy xox stay safe" and so he went.
Mark Zonckerborg came back, and boy did he come back big time. He started talking about Half-Life 3 conspiracies and that just made him hard again. "oh god..." he blushes deeply and looks at his adversary with wide, wanting eyes. "im so embarassed please forgive me mister tromp" "its ok a mans gotta do what a mans gotta do"
and tromp unzipped his own Kelvin Klein pants to reveal a 13 inch long anaconda with 49 stars tattooed on "why are there only 49 stars?" asked zonckerborg the thicc orange man answered tartly "because Kentucky isn't a state, and the tip is being reserved for China" Mark turned around and bent over top of a fancy couch. he reached back and peeled apart his sweaty cheeks, ready for some fat orange cock to breach his data. "Breach my data, Daddy!" he shouts. and Tromp says "molonia get in here" and mark comes at the sight of the Russian beauty. She walked away because her job had been done here. Plus, there were still at least 11 spoons left to bend with her mind powers.
Tromp shoved a $50 into mark's stretched asshole and his puckering chasm sucked up the cold hard cash like a bathtub sucks the last inch of soapy water down the drain.
"i guess we're done here" mark said and went back to SpaceBook headquarters to lovingly breach his customers' data.
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