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He'd go to the gym and hang out with His buds while the faggot next door mowed His lawn and cleaned His house. When He got home He always made it lay on the couch and put His sweaty smelly gym socked feet on its face and told it that it was its payment for its work. He told it that it was an honor for a faggot to be able to have a straight Man's stinking socked feet on its face and that smelling a real Man's stink was good for it. The faggot was always embarrassed and humiliated, and He always laughed at it for not putting up any kind of flighty about being forced to suffer something so degrading. But He knew that the faggot was terrified of Him and would do whatever He told it to do and suffer anything because it knew He'd beat and sock stomp the shit out of it. Ya, He thought, it's great having a faggot living next door, makes life easier and more fun.
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CHRIS HEMSWORTH Byron Bay February 26, 2025
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