lacyn
Lacyn is like a lanky ghost with no style. He walks in and buildings fall down. Then he blames it on the earth and re-rape-s you with a pencil.
He walked in and the ceiling fell. I said it was the earth's fault. He agreed.
He re-rape-d me with a pencil while I was eating. I dropped my sandwich.
He made the whole restaurant fall down with his walk. I got a free drink out of it.