Xrafstar GuestbooK

I caught the backend of my friends playing Money for Girls and something snagged a fold in the back of my mind that keeps tugging my thoughts back to it. Something deep down underground wants to roll in the slop, the gore, the guano. I want to feel the same filth under my skin and scrape the mucus from the mind of the me that this resonates with from seemingly out of nowhere on a random Tuesday night. I never lived the nasty girl high school nightmare, but something about this story makes me wish the freaky, guilty little guy one I did was closer to it so I could appreciate this more. 9/10 Bimbats bags the blonde equestrian baddie and makes me into the Mr. Sinister of girl gore.