Reading pregnant furry poetry is just how I wanted to be spending my Saturday night.

Just imagine, this was someone's roommate. Oh God how I feel for that person, where ever they are.

I wish the whole furry community was just an April Fools' joke.


It means that somewhere in your ancestry a brother fucked his sister and bam, the furry gene was born.

I get all my environmental issues explain to me by a guy who jerks off to pregnant half-woman half-dog vaginas.

Woah, the irony.

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