"2020... I'll never forget it... It was the year when that grisly virus occurred in Wuhan China. Soon after, the news was out to the whole world revealing that it was the fault of some dumbass who ate a bat or gorilla or something conducted by someone in China. The Virus broke out in a nearby country, Italy and hit the peaceful little town of Florence with a devastating blow crippling its very foundation. Not taking any chances, the President of the United States ordered a contingency plan - To quarantine everyone, stuck in eternal boredom and loneliness. With the whole affair gone public, the United States Government issued an Immediate Suspension of going to work or eat at restuarants, which is also ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ boring. Soon its stock prices crashed and for all intents and purposes, the U.S. was finished. Six years have passed since that horrendous incident... I think? I lost track of time being in my house."

we're calling them black men, now?

When black men are speaking, I sit down, I shut my mouth, and I LISTEN !
It’s called being a decent human being…

Leon appeared to Salazar near the Parque Nacional de Garajonay while he was sitting at the entrance to his tent in the heat of the day. Leon looked up from his tent and saw Salazar, Saddler, The Big Cheese and Krauser, standing nearby as well. When Leon saw them, he hurried to meet them and descended low enough to the ground to prepare for insertion. Salazar, Saddler, Krauser and The Big Cheese's johnsons lay before Leon, throbbing rapidly. Their peckers gave a huge jump the second they met physical contact with Leon. Their willies were beasts and Leon was taming them. The soupy white fluids splurged out of each dingus and immediately hit Leon's wonderful lips, spraying outwards against his usually-pale cheeks, now flushed red with excitement. It flowed downwards, a fluid slippery but thick, coating Leon's chest in a glossy, milky finish.

You are under arrest.

Oink.