Bill Cosby is living inside my walls. I can hear him giggle and hear his muffled voice talking about jell-o puddin' pops and how he was just offering " a good time" to women he bought drinks for. I'm shaking as I type this, I can hear him crawling around just outside the hallway, he's getting closer and I can hear him getting progressively louder and saying "hey hey hey! Zip top zoopity bop". I think it's the end for me. Tell my wife I lover her.

I agree

Gabagool

What is this goober's problem?

You remove all of us and then refuse to elaborate, even years later, you still come and go on profiles. We've grown up and have lives of our own now, we miss the friendship you provided to us, sure. But it was YOUR choice to leave

Fake