Every time randy's one primitive opens his cock holster, he demonstrates that the stupidity of Skins' Island cannot be measured by the tools of modern science.
The DUmp is cosmically stupid, and randy's one is just one little twink...ling star in the constellation, trying to supernova before the end of the year in hopes of winning DOTY.
Carry on, little twink. You entertain me with your spastic gyrations and spittle-flinging.