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Feicarsinn

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Went to check out the old standings today, how in Christ's name is Olyy (a notorious loser) the top poster in this joint? ('cept for Charlie, the cheating swine)

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Spot of Repmania anyone?
 

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Every single one of sigesige00's positiive ratings come from cmac.

sige is in 59th place.
 
Is there any chance we'll ever be able to get back the functionality where you could see who's given other users rep?
 
Is there any chance we'll ever be able to get back the functionality where you could see who's given other users rep?

I have it as a mod, though I'm only able to see the last 10 or so reputation messages a certain user has been given.
 
What I'd give for that.

I dunno, probably some rep points...
 
Suck it Feic.
Suck it long, and suck it hard.

Your mother jerks off pigs. She gets down on her knees and crawls through the pigpiss mud slop and snuggles up to the pig, her fingers tracing along it's belly until she finds its cock. She begins tugging and stroking as her **** moistens, her breasts swelling and her nipples begin to stick out like erasers on a fresh #2 pencil. She grunts with satisfaction as the pig begins eagerly thrusting into her hand, her grip now tightening to maintain control of the pig's greasy corkscrew cock. She lowers her head to watch the cock work in her hand, groans with satisfaction and begins working her clit with her other muddy hand, her hips gyrating with the rhythm of the pig's thrusting.

"Oh ****ing jesus god yes.." she gasps. She changes positions, still maintaining control of the feverishly thrusting cock as the pig's squealing intensifies. She leans forward and with her lips almost touching the pig's ear, she whispers your name and begins to shudder. She turns her attention again to the pigs swollen member rocking in her hand.

She presses it between her hand and her face, the pig thrusting it against her cheeks as she drools. With a massive grunt and a high pitched squeal, the pig's balls explode, beginning a massive shower of hot, sour pig jizz. You mother cups one hand under the fountain of steaming genetic material gathering it in her hand as the thrusting comes to an end. The pig shudders and begins to walk to the trough of slop in the corner of it's pen, but your mother tackles it to the ground.

She lifts it's tail and smears the handful of pig load into the pig's own fetid butthole, turning flakes of crusty pig **** into a pig****-pigjizz mud slop on the pigs ass. Now she tilts her head to the sky and screams your name, not once, not twice, but three times. She slams her face full force into the pig's butthole and it's wreath of ****semen pudding, her tongue machine gun flicking the rim and then burying itself to the hilt inside the pig's hot colon. Your mother works her tongue around the inside of the pigs ass, and then as a few incoherent syllables escaped her now brown lips, spurts of female ejaculate spurt from her pulsating ****. Exhausted, she collapses in the mud, rolls over onto her back, and lights a cigarette. She takes one long drag, looks again to the sky, and speaks your name one last time before she drifts off to sleep.
That's your mom. Your mom does that.
 
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