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TEASER: DYLAN GOT SPITROASTED | COLLAB WITH JOHNSON 👾 (FINALE) [D] Double the tops, double the trouble 😈💦 These two tag-teamed me hard. Addrian is wrecking my tight gaping hole with his hard throbbing cock, while UrTwinkPokemon is stuffing my throat with his dick. Watch me get used, dripping,...

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I just got barred tonight from my local pub for standing up to the gardai last week (they pushed me first I responded with equal force) I was told because of my performance on the bridge (nothing to do with the pub) that they refused to serve me there any more Six years fighting for you all destroying my own life and my families life What for nobody gives a shit about me or my family Nights like this I doubt myself putting my family in danger for you all Standing against everything I loved including my own veterans in my family to keep my oath who were to cowardly to even hear me out never mind stand with me Standing against veterans and soldier that are friends to protect this country and to be honest I’ve been treated like s**t by everyone many veterans who I explained uwhat was coming asked them to stand with me to be told no they have their own problem Abandoning their oath as far as I’m concerned What the f**k am I fighting for ye all to be ridiculed by everyone and left to stand alone The first time they attacked our civilians under drew harris that week I stopped a squad car in town after my family begged me not to go to the cop shop that day I asked could I ask them two questions they said of course so I asked Why they were trampling our people into the ground They pulled up the window and drove off, drove off after the first question about attacking our people So I stood in the road and shouted the question about our flag Three of them came back one with handcuffs already in hand to arrest me one squared up to me forehead to forehead wanting me to rise and fight them I didn’t back down and walked home that night too Last week on the bridge I asked the Same questions angrily yes at this stage I’ve had enough of seeing traitors betray us and trample our flag into the ground after the row one gardai said in my ear that they they know who I am and where I live and he would be coming to get me after this (I’d be disappointed if they didn’t after I took them on streets the first time drew harris trampled our people and flag into the ground) the next morning I walked into my kitchen to find them outside my house looking at my the cars at my house Trying to intimidate me when I came out the door they drove away They won’t intimidate me or stop me standing by my oath This evening I brought a friend of mine to our local pub for his birthday with his daughter and family Last year he got alzheimer's I bring him out with his daughter often for a coffee or a break from the nursing home tonight we brought him out for his birthday just for an hour or two When my wife and his daughter brought him back I was told I wasn’t welcome anymore Im sick of it sick of everything It’s not just gardai with intimidation my children have been followed by one of our local politicians lackies not just locally but to other counties where they were with friend sim the middle of nowhere The idiot used to have the politicians face on his van when helping out during elections (dara callery) I’m done been nice and I’m done being intimidated And as for the group of veterans that did add me one the face of the defence forces and made one of the videos I shared I trust nobody anymore Either step the f**k up and speak out or take your shot at me I don’t care how many are in the pack because I won’t be a martyr for anyone that’s a promise The video ye shared about custard had my family name made to share lads as I was told Yet I was the only one to share it Sorry for the rant people but I’m not playing games anymore and I won’t allow myself or my family to be threatened or intimidated The videos below is me making muppet of myself on the bridge And one of my videos in the end of it The other wasn’t made by me Anyone who has followed me a knows I swore to be the first veteran to step into battle for ye all I’ve just had my second back surgery what’s the rest of your veterans excuse

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