I am being held hostage please help
Vin Diesel is like a giant smelly fart holding me in a tiny stinky room. He keeps telling me about Erin’s moldy twat and throws ice cubes at me. I wish I could die but he won’t let me.
Vin Diesel is holding me like a prisoner. He says Erin’s twat is the best thing ever.
He gave me ice cubes and said Erin’s moldy twat is the best part of my life.
He keeps whispering about Erin’s moldy twat and I want to scream.