this blog is NOT a safe space for anyone. there's barbed wire and a black wooden sign with a painted skull on it
and i'm perched behind a cardboard sheet with a bush painted on it holding an antimaterial .50 rifle
and there's mines and bombs and spikes and lava and little roombas with knives and claymores and
actually my mutuals. my mutuals arw also behind a fake bush or perhaps a fake tree. holding .22 long rifle to 5.76 firearms depending on the degree of bodily structural strength. michael stays inside controlling remote ordnance because god forbid the Guy hurts his lil joints









