So your morbidly obese, and not at your fighting best, an alligator bites your arm but you just managed (gods only know how) to get a scratch….what in THE FUCK makes your dumb-ass think that you will be able to be faster(even though he will be ready, and is totally pissed) this time?? I’m going to chalk it up to dumb-ass pride and the fact that he is no doubt close to collapsing because of a hyperglycemic emergency. If I were attracted to super-fat, dumbasses teetering on the edge of a diabetic coma then I suspect he’d do the trick.
0:48 welp... time for a tomato sauce bath you fucking moron !
1:38= just!
So your morbidly obese, and not at your fighting best, an alligator bites your arm but you just managed (gods only know how) to get a scratch….what in THE FUCK makes your dumb-ass think that you will be able to be faster(even though he will be ready, and is totally pissed) this time?? I’m going to chalk it up to dumb-ass pride and the fact that he is no doubt close to collapsing because of a hyperglycemic emergency. If I were attracted to super-fat, dumbasses teetering on the edge of a diabetic coma then I suspect he’d do the trick.