Here he is, the dummy thicc guy
His hips are the most truthful in the land
They wouldn't ever dare to lie
Yes, he is the dummy thicc man.
His thighs are as thicc as theives
They are very grand and great
The thighs are thiccccc with five C's
In order to see them, in line people wait
They could kill Frogs with just a hip check
Those thighs could start and end wars
With legs like those you could snap a man's neck
And very easily break down doors
With those thighs, you could stop WW3
And take haters down in one go
Yes there truly is no one thiccer then he
Those legs could kick through five men in a row
His calves can make grown men quake with fear
His shins could make people cry
If I see his long legs, I shall burst into tears
Of joy, and then I will die
And when my family puts me in the ground
They will have only one thing to say:
"Man, that guy's thighs were round,
But they caused a tragedy on this sad day."
But I will live on in spirit
With no regrets to be found
When I faced death I did not fear it
And now the legend of his thighs And I
Are internationally renowned.
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Hetalia One-Shots (On Crack!!!1!!)
FanfictionAn awful Hetalia story collection, with most chapters being a sleep-deprived collab between two absolute idiots. Started in our freshman(?) year of high school, we're now 2 assholes in college who write this stuff just because we think we're funny...
