ZR6000RR

Sure you are.

You brag a lot. Just putting it in your face I guess.

Would not chase. You never race.

Probably loosened it up in his sleep, to try to prove he is in charge.

Try HARDER! Cat in or out of what matters? I know the tally.

Keeping up with my quotes? Makes you a pathetic, loser with no life! Makes me kind of proud. What do I have to say to push you into a nut house. My new quest!

Points? Position? Shit that matters? Trying to offend me? Pathetic! Point standings right now. Cat out of it? Hardly. Puts to shame everything you tried to hit me on. Try HARDER!

Krom takes that right after awful. I only respond. You? Looking into a lifestyle change, or new positions?

Have they ever really been last? Not my race of choice. Did look up the points and your story has holes that sank the Titanic.

So you are wondering why you like looking at naked men? Got it!

Never bring my sled back to the dealer. I had already zip tied it, but wont say no to $$. Will spend it at my dealer.

Dont think fag had anything to do with Cat domination. Not bad for a 5 year old sled, according to dipshits like you.

Now back in your closet? No surprise, considering how big a lying sack you are. So you like the jizz? Cum guzzling slut type? No need to tell. Already known.

Oops! You outed yourself. Always accused me, but now the world knows. KROMMER is into but stuff. Gross!

I wont wreck shit.

So you pull that Gay shit again. Typical closet fag.

Just TV. Mr. D!

Wow! Get off the Meth!

Only dif, is that lying fuck is from NYM, NY. Home of losers! The great State of getting the Fuck out! Second (maybe first?) To Califuckuuptheass!

No idea who you are. I assume you are a hacker who is from India. Kind of what kROMMER is.

They got the parts. Get better friends maybe?

I do, but I do not have the tools, nor the ambition to open up the secondary. Stock works fine for me. If they offer an upgrade, or get the company that cant make two belts the same length to come clean, then almost all will be good except destructive Greg. Lost cause.

Happens when you beat the shit out of it. Riding on gravel is your problem. No one else.

Dont smoke. No gummies either.

I know more than you, Mr. Google.