Imagine the sound of everyone in the comments awkwardly jacking off while trying to be quiet at the same time. Grunting, meat slapping noises, the sound of someone smacking a bowl full of mayonnaise. Then they collectively lean forward and type their compliments with sticky fingers. Their genetic material all over the place trying to impregnate their phones, their keyboards, their sock, their trousers, the chair they’re sitting in. The sound of millions of souls swimming around and poking at stuff. The sound of millions in a pool of baby gravy dying and crusting over. It is.. The Fappening.
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