Obsessed? Dude I haven’t thought of you in a long time, you just popped up and reminded me of what a clown you are. And bud when I talk shit it’s to your dumb face.
Strawman strawman strawman, is that the word of the day at the halfway house? And dude you totally did thirst for her, she even called you a gentleman. Your only true woman was ScarJo and her claims of resemblance made your micropenis so hard.

You’re just mad because she called you a lunatic in the end, et tu Slutmuffin?
My story hasn’t changed, you’re just off your meds and memory holing as usual. You’re a mentally ill retard from the gayest woke country in the world and you steal shit to supplement whatever gibs your fruity excuse for a nation gives you. You think that if you pound those keys hard enough you’re winning, it’s so fucking nuts that I admit giving you more bait to sperg is irresistibly addictive. You keep bringing up America but I’ve seen you get reamed by the krauts, aussies, bongs, and the greek. Hell even the resident bavarian clowned on you more than once.
You’re a joke of a joke ASS, and no matter how hard you deny it we all know it’s true. Now to back to your cell and smear shit on the walls or something more productive.