Firecrackers vs. fetuses. An Independance Day fairytale.

WTF is going on ITT? How the fuck can you call me ugly? I might be fat, but I’m not ugly you fuckin’ asshat. I’m coming to find you tonight to punch your little treasure troll face in. I know where you hang out, you are down on Henry Johnson Blvd gargling on some jazz lovers meat dangler. Just wait you lucky charms loving fuck.