You'd think twice about walking through that crowd. Probably because they'd try to rape you

And the stench. Don’t forget the stench.

Fred From Brooklyn and his dead diabetes feet probably smell like old burning cheese

One minute they’d offer you you a drink, you’d pass out, then you’d wake up to these fanoik’s in a line behind your asshole

Hey look at us! We're playing Poker like it's 2005!

Fag

I bet big A smells like ketchup and cat food

Ain’t nothing but a pedo party

More like, a whole lot of beefers